Luyện nghe bài hát Never Be Friends

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Yeah though I walk through the of death
Vest on, Teflon NOW IM approached in my Hurricane
Black chrome my shoulder, big wheel 'till over
He never got to see me put black chrome on the
Reading obituary wishing we never met
So I wouldn't have to shed tears or wake up in sweats
Lookin' at this bottle of Hennessy wishing you never
Wishing I chased your Carlo down and gave you my vest
Or better yet I wish they let you out
And I never got that phone call tellin' me you out
Wish you signed the release form
I wouldn't have had to clear this
Or use this track to say rest in for him
You wanted to know if Dre and Em felt
They did, before I tell you somebody killed you
I feel pain for that ever knew the real you
Nas tell him that I got an Ill Will too

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Niggas politickin' know why I'm rhymin' different
My best friend got murdered, nigga my is different
If you ain't spent no time in prison
You can't understand bars or the lines I'm spittin'
Niggas rilin' me up go find a victim
I can't do it homie that's the Shyne in prison
And through divine intervention ten plus years crime in the trenches
by the time we spent in the kitchen
It's a life worth of hard livin', cigar tippin'
Twelve grade ditchin', serve by the jar sippin'
If you lost a homie you friendship is God given
I've seen the church so much you'd think I was born Christian
I've done more dead bodies than a mortician
niggas in and out of county blues like they was born crippin'
So I'ma keep on livin' cause when I'm gone niggas ain't do shit
But my bitch and poor liquor

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if you was me
And you had to sit through an funeral
While the Pastor readin' your homeboy's
I'm already
What the fuck you do to me?
Keep shit I'll empty my clip in that G-Unit tee
Gimme a to say my grace with God
I'll see your face in the mirror I a long way to talk
And tell you your is missing you
Your Pops is you
Just saw baby pictures in your Grandmother's living room
Face is you homie
Wink is you
Thank God you left us memories and songs to to
is missing you
The hood is you
Let my son graduate high
And I'm come visit you
The is missing you
Eminem was you
Dre he felt your vibe the little time we spent with you
Pour the Henny out 'cause he ain't in the physical
They say real men don't cry but I'm missing you