Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got
Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my up in my shotgun
Rolling in my '78, reminiscing on the past
16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, all our lil cash
Now it's like we never knew eachother, act strange
It's they got intentions, on putting bullets 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, when all the end
Tell him to come watch me perform, but 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 nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up
That's alright though, I gotta a top flight hoe, smoking and thinking
I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh

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

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

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

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Remember in '97, we was living it up
If they had it and we wanted it, they was it up
Through it wrong together, I think we wrote our song together
Matter of fact, we our first zone together
Look at you now oh you a nigga, thinking that you running thangs
But you ain't running a damn thang but mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga
Going against the grain, cause you done a lil change
But I flip the script wanna get rich, I gotta remain the same
I had visions of us together, pulling up at the Past at New Orleans
Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm only rolling
Don't get it twisted I 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 they want me to do it, but I'd stay full of embalming fluid
But you what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me alone
the only partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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