Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frendz

we go any further..FRIENDS!

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As you call 'em, call you when they need something
Trees for the blunt, the g's for the
I found a way to get of mind for years
And the hell alone, turn a deaf ear to the cellular phone
Send me a letter, or better, we could see other in real life
so you could feel me like a steel knife
At least so you could see the of they eyes
Bright with surprise, once finish spitting lies
Asssociates, is boys, your girls, bitches, niggas, homies
Close, but don't know me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns,
Some come around they need some money
Others make us laugh the Sunday funnies
Fam be around whether you or bummy
You could ignore this advice, or take it from me
Be too nice and people you for a dummy
So nowadays he so friendly
Actually they wouldn't made a worthy enemy
Read the signs: no feeding the
Seeing as how they got ya back bleeding from the wounds
Ya'll know the dance, smile in ya face, ya'll know the glance
Try to put 'em on, they blow the
Never let your so-called mans know ya
(How many of us have them?)a of hands
(FRIENDS!)
Is a term some people use
I'm real choosy on what I choose to let see
You telling me, I try to act
Jealousy, the one killer among black folk
Fellas be under some type of spell, crack smoke
Cinderellas, lead 'em right to your stack, loc
Just another way a lead to your end
I check the for the meaning of Friends
It said: Person, one who likes to socialize
Sympathiser, helper, and about the size of it
Most of the these attributes is one-sided
To bolster the crime, apt to shoot you through your eyelid
And they hide it, going wild like a white bitch
Sometimes ya need to cut niggas off like a switch
(Click!) and when things get
Catch 'em like a thief in the night (Bow!) what a
I first met Fantastik at a arms deal
Don't let it get drastic, of how yer moms'll feel
it get for real, the steel get to sparking
Everything darken, and no talking
For somethin so it sure buys a lot of trouble
Ya better off than tryin to plot to bubble
Or else it'd be a sad note to end on, the we got is
(One's we can on..FRIENDS!)
Some come in the of co-dependence
times only end up bein co-defendants
Ten say they tell for a lower sentence
And leave you up under the jail, for a penance
It don't make no sense, what happened to the
Honor amongst crooks, trust royalty
I'd rather go out in a blaze, than give 'em the
(How many of us have--) a story
(FRIENDS!)
lovers we used to have some type of overstanding
Just so when I let her get the man thing, she its no strings
We could do the thing, but ho its no rings
how the tramp swings, will she see 'em again?
That depends on how was the skins
And could she memorize the lessons, it no need to pretend
Even though she let 'em stab it, [she know they just

(FRIENDS! How many of us have
FRIENDS! Ones we can on?
FRIENDS! How of us have them?
FRIENDS! we go any further)

Fellas! Don't be silly! I know who my are
And the next nice neighborhood I into
You get crack