Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

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

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

I had a lotta niggas was down with me
Or I say a lotta niggas hang around with me?
But I took my fall
I found out I really didn't have friends at all
I was out there rollin' in the Benz and ball
My momma used to get a telephone calls
Niggas tryna see how we was, I had a
But all that shit stopped when I got by the fuzz
A couple niggas that shit true indeed
But not the ones I used to bail jail and feed
We used to smoke weed and get drunk off
I went to TDC, nigga, I couldn't you
You couldn't me that's what you told yourself
But you couldn't tell that bullshit to else
But when they you how I was doin', you told 'em I was cool
Knowin' you ain't to me since I went to the pen, fool
No pictures, no commissary, to eat
And now you think it's all good, 'cause I'm back on the
I'm back on these beats and still blowing the wind
But these is the that we call friends

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

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

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

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

What about your friends they stay on they grind?
What about your will they be around?
What about your friends will they let you
What about your
With friends like that I need enemies