Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've got some
I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, on the past
16 years old trying to get Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now like we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange
It's like 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 least mama 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 watch me perform, but don't go, and if I'm
Stranded and I need a ride, they say coming but they don't show
Picture me walking down the feeter, everybody me up
Oh good it's that nigga from the hood, chunking a 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
no love, cause money is all we adore
Friends just ain't friends no
I need you motherfuckers round me

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

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First riding high, now he busting Mack 10's
you go from homie to foe, then try to come back again
There no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one click
These 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
another fake friend, trying to chop the Benz
Helping to my ends, looking for a win
Lying a grin, trying 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 first song
Matter of fact, we smoked our first together
at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you running thangs
But you ain't running a damn thang but your mouth, cause you's a nigga
Going against the grain, you done made a lil change
But I flip the script wanna get rich, I gotta remain the same
I had of us balling together, pulling up at the Past 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 me to do, what they want me to do
And they want me to do it, but I'd rather stay of embalming fluid
But you know what you can do for me, me a whole lot of leave me alone
Cause the only I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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