Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

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

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

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

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First he's riding high, now he busting Mack
Watch you go from to foe, then try to come back again
There ain't no returning the fuck shit, that's why I murder with 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
to plead my ends, looking for a win
Lying with a grin, trying to back in

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

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