Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got
I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, reminiscing on the
16 old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now it's like we never knew eachother, act strange
It's like they got intentions, on putting up in my brain
Why can't look me in my eyes no mo'
Even though I my T. Jones, at least mama ain't gotta to cry no mo'
I done seen my nigga get rich, the hood, make a lot of rich friends
But try to come to the po' partnas, when all the richness end
Tell him to watch me perform, but they don't go, and if I'm
and I need a ride, they say they coming but they don't show
Picture me walking the feeter, everybody masking me up
Oh good it's nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up
That's alright though, I gotta make a top hoe, smoking and thinking
I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh

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Friends just friends no more
no love, cause money is all we adore
Friends just friends no more
I don't you motherfuckers round me

Most of these say they your friend, but they really ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, same hoes don't come round
The main hoes that talk down, most turn to foes
That's just the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing
Cause Mary don't change she stay the same, help maintain
And ease the pain, stay free from the bullshit bring
the world is full of evil mayn
That's why I stay one deep, fuck these and these hoes
I be solo on my creep, no one in the seat

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First he's riding high, now he busting 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, try to come back again
ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one click
These fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my for one sill
But claiming you down to the ground bitch, bitch you down with
Just another fake friend, to chop the Benz
to plead my ends, looking for a win
Lying a grin, trying to sneak back in

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Remember back in '97, we was it up
If they had it and we wanted it, they was it up
Through it together, I think we wrote our first song together
Matter of fact, we smoked our first zone
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking you running thangs
But you ain't running a thang but your mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga
Going against the grain, cause you made a lil change
But I can't flip the wanna get rich, I gotta remain the same
I had visions of us balling together, up at the Past at New Orleans
Together, everyday all day shot together, but now I'm only rolling solo
Don't get it I still got love for my niggaz, but I don't fuck with em no mo'
Cause everybody me to do, what they want me to do
And they me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid
But you what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me alone
Cause the partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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