Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got
I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith 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 like we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange
It's like they got intentions, on putting bullets up in my
Why can't look me in my eyes no mo'
Even though I miss my T. Jones, at least mama ain't to cry no mo'
I done seen my nigga get rich, leave the hood, a lot of rich friends
But try to come to the po' partnas, when all the richness end
Tell him to come me perform, but they don't go, and if I'm
Stranded and I a ride, they say they coming but they don't show
Picture me walking down the feeter, everybody me up
Oh good it's that nigga from the hood, 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 ain't friends no more
Ain't no love, cause money is all we
Friends just friends no more
I need you motherfuckers round me

Most of these say they your friend, but they really ain't down
Cause when you 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
Cause Jane don't change she stay the same, help maintain
And ease the pain, stay free from the bullshit people
Cause the world is of evil mayn
That's why I stay one deep, these niggaz and these hoes
I be solo on my creep, no one in the passenger

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First riding high, now he busting Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, try to come back again
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I 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 down
another 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 they had it and we wanted it, they was it up
Through it wrong together, I we wrote our first 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 made a lil
But I can't flip the script wanna get rich, I gotta the same
I had visions of us balling together, 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 still got for my niggaz, but I don't fuck with em no mo'
Cause want me to do, what they want me to do
And they want me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming
But you know what you can do for me, give me a lot of leave me alone
Cause the only partna I got left, got 17 of his own and uh

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