When you born in world You get these people that you coincidently grow up And you get this illusion of You know I'm saying man
But as you get older, you You notice trying to take advantage of you You notice people to like manipulate you Then all of the sudden, homeboy, it you And you realize, you got no friends 'cause
get on down, gotta get on down Gotta get on down, gotta get on Gotta get on down, you know I get on down Gotta my back, gotta watch my back
I might get jacked, gotta pack my gun Gettin' beat up ain't no fun, yeah, baby, Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw
We don't kick it no more, you my friend You need to pay me back my ends 'cause you my friend Stop my gin, you ain't my friend You ain't my friend, you ain't my
You be pinchin' my sack 'cause you ain't my all behind my back 'cause you ain't my friend Yo man it's all good but you ain't my 'Cause we from the same hood but you ain't my
Droppin' dope in my yard, you ain't my Tryin' to scope out my broad you ain't my friend Never me in jail, you ain't my friend post my bail 'cause you ain't my friend
When it to friends I ain't got none All I got is a double barrel I can't stand a man that has no plan at me with an empty hand
You always talkin' but you listen you ride in my car CDs come up missin' And strange Damn, what happened to my change
If I remember correctly, you was flat Now you eatin' on chips and on a soda LOC at me smilin' But yo I need some gas and my stomach is
Fools always act like they with me But they never wanna go town with me Flip about four or five with me Get a motel on the ground with me
But I get back with my money stacked All the homies start beggin' and talkin' Tryin' to scheme and on the cash I got A 'cause go head and shake the
We don't kick it no more, you my friend You need to pay me back my 'cause you ain't my friend Stop drinkin' my gin, you my friend You ain't my friend, you my friend
You be pinchin' my 'cause you ain't my friend Talkin' all behind my back 'cause you ain't my Yo man it's all good but you my friend 'Cause we from the hood but you ain't my friend
Droppin' in my yard, you ain't my friend Tryin' to out my broad 'cause you ain't my friend Never visit me in jail, you my friend Never post my bail 'cause you my friend
I used to be a gang member, now I'ma I don't he she him nor her, there's no honor among thieves Everybody got up they sleeves You say you my friend but that's a of noise
I stopped back with my homeboys That same fucker that's shakin' ya hand Be the first one to rat to the man Just when you you've found a buddy
Get drunk and your start actin' nutty Now this an excellent adventure He turned on you a Doberman pincher Crazy, as it seems, gotta million dreams
I hang with ya'll and drink alcohol Get into a brawl over at all I got plans but you believe 'em Hangin' you I'll never achieve 'em
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw A, this one for all the loners out I ain't got no family, I ain't got no thing that I have is a big fat bottle of gin
Make me feel all right, make me feel all Soothe me till I'm satisfied, yeah me feel all right I got the gangsta blues, yeah got the blues Stacy shoes with the gangsta blues
Do the crip walk, do the crip A everybody, do the walk A 'cause, do the crip Do the crip walk, do the crip
Nobody loves me but my mama and I think lying too I could never be your homeboy and I ain't trying to Women stand, Afroman can't stand, Afroman
My can't stand, Afroman My can't stand, Afroman My can't stand, Afroman My daddy stand, Afroman
'Cause I'ma baby, I'ma gangsta baby I'ma sug, I'ma hustler sug got no job, ain't got no friends But you need, baby I'm gonna get
I'ma hustler baby, I made my point So the joint, can I get a light? That's all