Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frenz

Before we go any further,

As you call em they you when they need somethin
for the blunt, two G's for the front
I found a way to get peace of mind for years and left the alone
Turn a deaf ear to the cellular

me a letter or better, we could see each other in real life
Just so you could feel me a steel knife
At least so you could see the white of eyes
Bright with surprise once they spittin lies

Associates, is your boys, girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?
Close, but don't know me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns,
Some come around when they need money

Others make us like the Sunday funnies
Fam be around whether you or bummy
You either ignore this advice or take it from me
Be too and people take you for a dummy

So nowadays he ain't so
Actually wouldn't even made a worthy enemy
Read the signs, no the baboon
Seein as how they got your bleeding from the stab wounds

Y'all know the dance, smile in your face, y'all know the glance
Try ta put 'em on, they blow the
Never let your so-called know your plans
How many of us have A show of hands

Friends is a term some people use
I'm real choosy on what I to let crews see
You me, I try to act broke
Jealousy, the one killer among black folk

Fellas be under some type of spell like smoke
Cinderellas, lead 'em right to your stack, loc
Just another way a chick'll to your end
I check the dictionary for the meanin of

It said, person, one who likes to with
Sympathize and help her and that's the size of it
Most of the time attributes is one-sided
To bolster the they opt to shoot you through your eyelid

And can't hide it goin wild like a white bitch
Sometimes you need to cut niggaz off like a light
Click, and when get quiet
'em like a thief in the night, bow, what a riot

I first met Mister Fantastik at a arms
Don't let it get drastic, think of how moms will feel
When it get for real the steel get to
Everything and ain't no talkin

For so cheap it sure buys a lot of trouble
You better off than tryin to plot the bubble
Or it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns we got
One's we can depend on,

Some in the form of co-dependence
A times only end up bein co-defendants
Ten say theyll tell for a lower sentence
And you up under the jail beggin for a penance

It don't make no sense, what to the loyalty?
Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst
I'd rather go out in a blaze, than 'em the glory
How many of us have a story, friends?

Before lovers we used to have some type of standing
Just so when I let her get the she know its no strings
We could do the damn but, hoe, its no rings
Just how the tramp swings, will she see 'em

That depends on how was the skins
And could she memorize the
It no need to pretend
Even though she let 'em it, she know they just, friends

Friends, how many of us them?
Friends, we can depend on?
Friends, how many of us have
Friends, before we go any