Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but only got some
Since I can't on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
around in my '78, reminiscing on the past
16 years old trying to get Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now it's like we never knew eachother, act strange
It's like they got intentions, on putting bullets up in my
Why they look me in my eyes no mo'
Even though I my T. Jones, at least 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 come watch me perform, but don't go, and if I'm
Stranded and I need a ride, say they coming but they don't show
Picture me walking down the feeter, everybody me up
Oh good that nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up
That's alright though, I gotta make a top flight hoe, smoking and
When I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin uh

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

Most of these hoes say they your friend, but really ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, same hoes don't come round
The main hoes talk down, most friends turn to foes
That's just the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing
Cause Mary Jane don't change she stay the same, help
And ease the pain, stay from the bullshit people bring
Cause the world is full of 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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he's riding high, now he busting Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to back again
ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one click
These fake ass G's I'm with, selling my shit for one sill
But claiming you down to the ground bitch, bitch you ain't with
Just another fake friend, 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 back in '97, we was it up
If they had it and we it, they was giving it up
Through it together, I think we wrote our first song together
Matter of fact, we smoked our first 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 you's a bitch
Going against the grain, cause you done a lil change
But I can't flip the script wanna get rich, I remain the same
I had visions of us balling together, pulling up at the Past at New
Together, everyday all day calling together, but now I'm only rolling solo
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 rather full of embalming fluid
But you know what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of me alone
Cause the partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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