Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

My ghetto love song, hahaha, be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Where my niggaz my bitches?
Where my niggaz at? my bitches at?
Throw hands in the air
just throw your hands in the air)
Let's be
(Wessyde in this motherfucker here, Wessyde)

Approach you and post a minute, arm on my R tinted
As you pass bye in my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps (Whassup?) Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can me multiply my stacks baby
Currency small I need companionship (hey)
Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin like yo' shit don't stink
Check out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling)
This be a thug thang, Outlaw with riches
dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for bitches
Check my resume, on Cristal and Alize
Smokin on big weed, the Cali way
Don't like but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, so cheap
Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' bitch head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!)
Understand this, ain't no like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I daily (come on y'all) baby let's be friends

be friends (where my niggaz at? come on)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me
Friends, (all my niggaz, where my at?)
Why you trickin on them other
Let's be friends (where the at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at baby?)
You gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (cash hoes)
Why you on them other hoes?
Let's be

I met you and I stuttered in
slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my in my pants
time you pass got me checkin for you hardcorestarin and watchin
Me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture countless
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we posess
Far from a crush I wanna bust your and touch
inside you from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat girl goin for
Just a skinny nigga fuckin like she my mind
Back in time I how she used to be
I money and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell that he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my ass caramel queen
Got my hands on thighs now
Let me in as friends

Let's be friends (wessyde, right here)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (wessyde in motherfucker)
Why you trickin on them hoes?
Let's be friends (wessyde in this motherfucker here)
You gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (in this right here)
Why you trickin on them hoes?
be friends

Can you imagine me in mode, rush the tricks
I got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your (Ha hah!)
Was it me or the fame? My or the game?
Bet I WESSYDE when I came (wessyde, ha ha ha)
Scream my name, baby it's delicious got a weak spot
For pretty bitches up and down, to switches
My movement, baby let your back get it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a do it
You got me high! Let me come
I it when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!)
Who stop me? Am I top notch?
Fuck player hatin cause they cock block (cock block)
You probably hate to see a real thug vision, what's the game?
see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a livin out of words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed good - in this world of G's
Baby got me fantasizin, seein you
the fuck song, so check my record
And let's be
(Where my niggaz at? Show me where my at?
Where my at) Thug style

Let's be friends (where my at, where my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' in the air!)
Friends, (my ghetto song, it goes on and on and on and on)
Let's be friends (where my niggaz at, where my at?)
(Where my at?)
Friends, (where my niggaz at, my bitches at?)
(Where my people at? be)

Where my at? Show me where my people at
Where my people at? Show me my people at
All my niggaz now, just my come
Where my at? Just my niggaz now
Be friends, tell me where my at
Be friends, me where my bitches at
Be friends, tell me where my at
Be friends, me where my bitches at
money, take money, be friends

Let's be friends (get your on, let's, get dough)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, get cash on)
Why you trickin on them other
Let's be friends (c'mon, get your on, let's, get paid)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, cash on)
Why you trickin on them hoes?
be friends

Make money, take
Make money, take
Make money, take
Make money, take
Make money, take