Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frenz

Before we go any further,

As you call em they you when they need somethin
Trees for the blunt, two G's for the
I found a way to get peace of mind for years and left the hell
Turn a deaf ear to the phone

Send me a letter or better, we could see each other in life
so you could feel me like a steel knife
At least so you could see the of their eyes
Bright with surprise once they spittin lies

Associates, is boys, your girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?
Close, but really don't me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns,
Some come when they need some money

Others make us laugh like the Sunday
Fam be around whether you or bummy
You could either ignore this advice or it from me
Be too nice and people you for a dummy

So nowadays he ain't so
Actually they wouldn't made a worthy enemy
Read the signs, no the baboon
Seein as how they got your back bleeding the stab wounds

Y'all the dance, they smile in your face, y'all know the glance
Try ta put 'em on, they the chance
Never let your so-called mans know plans
How many of us have them? A of hands

Friends is a term people use loosely
I'm real choosy on what I choose to let see
You telling me, I try to act
Jealousy, the number one killer among black

Fellas be under some of spell like crack smoke
Ghetto Cinderellas, lead 'em to your stack, loc
Just another way a lead to your end
I check the dictionary for the meanin of

It said, person, one who to socialize with
and help her and that's about the size of it
Most of the these attributes is one-sided
To bolster the crime they opt to shoot you through your

And can't hide it goin wild like a white bitch
Sometimes you need to cut niggaz off like a switch
Click, and when get quiet
Catch 'em like a in the night, bow, what a riot

I first met Fantastik at a arms deal
Don't let it get drastic, think of how your will feel
When it get for the steel get to sparkin
Everything and ain't no talkin

For somethin so cheap it buys a lot of trouble
You better off focusing tryin to plot the bubble
Or it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns we got
One's we can depend on,

come in the form of co-dependence
A lotta times only end up bein
Ten bucks say theyll tell for a sentence
And you up under the jail beggin for a penance

It don't make no sense, what happened to the
Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst
I'd rather go out in a blaze, give 'em the glory
How many of us have a similar story,

Before lovers we used to have type of over standing
Just so when I let her get the she know its no strings
We could do the thing but, hoe, its no rings
Just how the tramp swings, will she see 'em

That depends on how good was the
And could she memorize the
It ain't no need to
though she let 'em stab it, she know they just, friends

Friends, how of us have them?
Friends, ones we can on?
Friends, how many of us them?
Friends, we go any further