Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but only got some
Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my
around in my '78, reminiscing on the past
16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, all our lil cash
Now it's we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange
like they got intentions, on putting bullets up in my brain
Why can't look me in my eyes no mo'
Even though I miss my T. Jones, at mama ain't gotta to cry no mo'
I done seen my get rich, leave the hood, make a lot of rich friends
But try to come to the po' partnas, when all the richness end
Tell him to watch me perform, but they don't go, and if I'm
and I need a ride, they say they coming but they don't show
Picture me down the feeter, everybody masking me up
Oh good it's nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up
That's alright though, I gotta make a top hoe, smoking and thinking
When I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin cause uh

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Friends ain't friends no more
Ain't no love, cause money is all we
just ain't friends no more
I don't you motherfuckers round me

Most of these hoes say they your friend, but really ain't down
when you broke and got no ends, them same hoes don't come round
The main hoes that talk down, most turn to foes
That's the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing pounds
Mary Jane don't change she stay the same, help maintain
And ease the pain, stay free the bullshit people bring
Cause the world is full of evil
That's why I stay one deep, fuck these and these hoes
I be on my creep, no one in the passenger seat

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First he's high, now he busting Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to back again
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder one click
These fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my for one sill
But claiming you down to the bitch, bitch you ain't down with
Just fake friend, trying to chop the Benz
Helping to my ends, looking for a win
Lying with a grin, to sneak back in

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Remember in '97, we was living it up
If had it and we wanted it, they was giving it up
Through it wrong together, I think we wrote our first song
Matter of fact, we smoked our first zone
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, that you running thangs
But you running a damn thang but your mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga
Going against the grain, you done made a lil change
But I can't flip the script get rich, I gotta remain the same
I had visions of us balling together, pulling up at the at New Orleans
Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm only solo
Don't get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I don't fuck em no mo'
Cause everybody want me to do, what they me to do
And they me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid
But you know what you can do for me, give me a lot of leave me alone
Cause the partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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