Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

Be careful, 'cause you can't these so called friends out here
They be

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

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

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

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

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

It's so ill, pop no
Straight a toast to Pimp C , now on to fake friends
Tina best husband fucking her cousin
Her cousin, she think her by Tina husband
But Tina had a by me
Ten months later, Tina had a baby, deep
Soon the whole hood be related
an African tribe, misplacement situated
13, she's already
So whoever she is, you about to be in grandpa position
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
Home exonerated he cooperated
I peep the bullshit coming, the streets me
And in abundance, now my circle a

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