Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but only got some
I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling in my '78, reminiscing on the past
16 years old trying to get Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now it's like we knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange
It's they got intentions, on putting bullets up in my brain
Why they can't look me in my no mo'
Even though I miss my T. Jones, at least ain't gotta to cry no mo'
I done seen my nigga get rich, leave the hood, make a lot of rich
But try to back to the po' partnas, when all the richness end
Tell him to come me perform, but they don't go, and if I'm
Stranded and I a ride, they say they coming but they don't show
Picture me walking the feeter, everybody masking me up
Oh good it's that nigga from the hood, chunking a passing me up
That's alright though, I gotta make a top hoe, smoking and thinking
When I get I want no nobody, but a Franklin cause uh

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

Most of hoes say they your friend, but they really ain't down
Cause you broke and got no ends, them same hoes don't come round
The main hoes talk down, most friends turn to foes
just the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing pounds
Cause Mary Jane don't change she stay the same, maintain
And ease the pain, stay free from the bullshit people
Cause the 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 passenger

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First riding high, now he busting Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to come back
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I with one click
fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my shit for one sill
But claiming you down to the ground bitch, bitch you ain't down
another fake friend, trying to chop the Benz
Helping to 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 had it and we wanted it, they was giving it up
Through it wrong together, I think we wrote our first together
of fact, we smoked our first zone together
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you running
But you ain't running a damn thang but mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga
against the grain, cause you done made a lil change
But I can't flip the script wanna get rich, I remain the same
I had visions of us balling together, pulling up at the at New Orleans
Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm rolling solo
Don't get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I don't with em no mo'
everybody want me to do, what they want me to do
And they want me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming
But you know what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me
Cause the only I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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