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 and left the hell alone
Turn a deaf ear to the phone

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fellas be under some of spell like crack smoke
Ghetto Cinderellas, lead 'em right to 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 socialize
Sympathize and her and that's about the size of it
Most of the time attributes is one-sided
To the crime they opt to shoot you through your eyelid

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

I met Mister Fantastik at a arms deal
let it get drastic, think of how your moms will feel
When it get for real the get to sparkin
darken and ain't no talkin

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

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

It don't make no sense, what happened to the
Honor amongst crooks, amongst royalty
I'd rather go out in a blaze, give 'em the glory
How many of us a similar story, friends?

Before lovers we to have some type of over standing
so when I let her get the man-thing 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 on how good was the skins
And could she the lessons
It ain't no to pretend
Even though she let 'em it, she know they just, friends

Friends, how many of us them?
Friends, ones we can on?
Friends, how many of us them?
Friends, we go any further