Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

Be careful, 'cause you trust these so called friends out here
They be

about your friends will they stay on they grind?
What about friends will they be around?
What your friends will they let you die?
What about your
With friends like I don't need enemies

I had a lotta niggas that was down me
Or should I say a lotta niggas hang with me?
But when I took my
I found out I didn't have many friends at all
When I was out rollin' in the Benz and ball
My used to get a lotta telephone calls
tryna see how we was, I had a buzz
But all that shit stopped when I got popped by the
A couple niggas kept that shit true
But not the I used to bail outta jail and feed
We to smoke weed and get drunk off brew
I to TDC, nigga, I couldn't find you
You couldn't me that's what you told yourself
But you couldn't that bullshit to nobody else
But they asked you how I was doin', you told 'em I was cool
Knowin' you ain't talk to me since I to the pen, fool
No pictures, no commissary, to eat
And now you think it's all good, 'cause I'm on the streets
I'm back on these beats and still blowing like the
But these is the that we call friends

What about friends will they stay on they grind?
about your friends will they be around?
What about your friends they let you die?
What about friends?
With friends like that I don't need

In these streets and these traps, you better be strapped
Niggas out here plottin' be prepared to shoot
Nigga ain't no rules, nigga it ain't no
A nigga put a knife in nigga, could be your blood
Kill a nigga over money, kill a over drugs
They killing niggas hoes be careful who you fuck
One false and you fucked and out here on that bullshit
Catch a fuck and they hit his ass with the full clip
(What about friends)
Niggas ain't
Niggas ain't
be jealous
Over the hoes, over the whips, the crib
Niggas be broke, be hurt
Nigga be
Nigga be
Whoop your friend, you gotta 'em
Payback it's closed

What about friends will they stay on they grind?
What about your will they be around?
What about friends will they let you die?
What your friends?
With friends that I don't need enemies

so ill, pop no pills
Straight Henn' a toast to C , now on to fake friends
Tina best friend husband fucking her
Her cousin, she think her baby by husband
But had a miscarriage by me
Ten months later, Tina had a baby, it's
Soon the whole hood will be
Like an African tribe, situated
13, already ripping
So whoever daughter she is, you about to be in grandpa
And pot, no pot to in
Man, stop and
Your man from the sand box, he on the stand
His John Hancock, got 'em lamb chops with his
exonerated 'cause he cooperated
I the bullshit coming, the streets taught me
And in abundance, now my a hundred

What about your friends will they stay on they
What about your friends will be around?
What about your friends will they let you
What your friends?
friends like that I don't need enemies