Luyện nghe bài hát Friend of Mine

(nature talking) I got alot of fuckin' friends in this world man,
But I don't think nigga right here is my fuckin' friend, I heard
Alot of shit right here, I think I'm 'bout to explain a fuckin'
Friend is, knowwhati'msayin'? a friend is a nigga be there to
Squeeze for you, count your cheese for you, whatever, push ki's for
You, bone the same bitch and catch the same disease you, if it
Don't go down like that then aint' your friend.

1: (e-money bags)
You can hate or this
No matter what you think a is
Bitches who know the stee, they all plug with this god
You hear my name in the salon
And too
My name properly branded up in there
Blow their too, I'm popular
Put the to ya
Empower ya, in
You won't believe it 'till you don't get shit back
Yo luckily I lived
Niggas on team tell you "damm you shouldn't have did that"
I sit back and ya'll
Reminiscent when I herbed all
bags in blood printed on the wall
Who you gonna toast busters
Niggas who roller coast behind drug connects don't us
Some can't relate to this, outta state we
I won't come back without a new and a whip
I do that you kick
If you do it too, you sick
I dolo, co-defendants is a no-no.

(all 3)
It be the niggas with the respect and all the power
Keep the beside the shower
be on the towers
We livin' comes out of our mouth for all you cowards,
Introducin' nature, he be a of ours...

2: (nature)
Handshakes to hugs and hugs turn to headlocks
You I let the led pop
Makin' you a target
I'll send a slug through ya
Think I give a fuck who you involved
Q.b. smooth
The young minister's
I dropped out the tenth grade, never
Merked off, for these I be the work horse
Workin' overtime, you'll get first loss fuckin' with us
Set trends, some are original us and some'll mimic
I try to seperate fact gimmick
from women
Platinum
Automatic
I'm hearin' attica shatter your hopes
I broke, like talkin' on the phone when I'm fired up
Niggas be wired up like aiwa's
Could it be they be snitchin' or they just admirers
A of ours, in a non-trustworthy environment.

(all 3)
It be the money niggas, the respect and all the power
Keep the teck beside the
Condo's be on the
Livin' what comes out the of all you cowards,
kool g. rap, he be a friend of ours.

3: (kool g. rap)
Godfather
Hit you dead in the chest like of vodka
Funerals crowded like soccer while I'm opera
Last sinatra, blast like binaca
Binoculars is how I watched you droppin' the chopper
imposter
Get left for dead your face inside of your plate of pasta
For a hasa, salude to my crew to prosper (salude)
You know how we do, we ice pick boulder
You meet death over glasses of ice with the
Blood on your
Mink nostra
the heater with the toasters
Dough in the
Cashmere with loafers
We bulletproof the rovers and pimp smack you
My whole is menaces, lieutenants and soldiers
Flip on you the way that did to minola
Convincin' voters holdin' mad dough older than yoda
Leave bad odors when we leave cobras like yoga
Colder than the cats in ebola
Bubble soda
these young mamacitas over
Cross me I'll cut out your mama's
Kid, you know the
Have your wake smellin' like
On the low key, ship to overseas
My shit gets sold quicker than
K-double-o-l-and g, you know me.