Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

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

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

I had a lotta niggas that was with me
Or should I say a lotta niggas hang around me?
But when I my fall
I found out I really have many friends at all
When I was out rollin' in the Benz and ball
My used to get a lotta telephone calls
Niggas tryna see how we was, I had a
But all that shit stopped I got popped by the fuzz
A couple niggas kept that shit indeed
But not the ones I used to bail jail and feed
We used to smoke weed and get off brew
I to TDC, nigga, I couldn't find you
You couldn't me that's what you told yourself
But you tell that bullshit to nobody else
But when they you how I was doin', you told 'em I was cool
Knowin' you talk 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 on the streets
I'm back on these beats and blowing like the wind
But these is the niggas we call friends

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

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 no love
A nigga put a knife in your nigga, could be your
Kill a nigga over money, kill a over drugs
They niggas over hoes be careful who you fuck
One false move and you and out here on that bullshit
a fuck niggas and they hit his ass with the full clip
(What about 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 closed curtains

What about your friends will they stay on grind?
What about your will they be around?
What about your will they let you die?
about your friends?
With friends 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, Tina had a baby, deep
Soon the whole hood will be
Like an tribe, misplacement situated
13, she's already
So whoever daughter she is, you to be in grandpa position
And pot, no pot to in
Man, stop and
Your man the sand box, he on the stand snitching
His John Hancock, got 'em chops with his misses
exonerated 'cause he cooperated
I the bullshit coming, the streets taught me
And in abundance, now my circle a

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