Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've got some
Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my up in my shotgun
Rolling in my '78, reminiscing on the past
16 years old 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 bullets up in my brain
Why can't look me in my eyes no mo'
Even I miss 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 back to the po' partnas, when all the end
Tell him to come watch me perform, but don't go, and if I'm
and I need a ride, they say they coming but they don't show
Picture me walking down the feeter, 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 flight hoe, and thinking
When I get I no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh

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

Most of these say they your friend, but they really ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, them hoes don't come round
The main hoes that down, most friends turn to foes
That's just the way it go down, that's why I stay pounds
Cause Mary Jane don't 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 one deep, fuck these niggaz and these hoes
I be solo on my creep, no one in the seat

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First riding high, now he busting Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to come again
ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one click
These 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 with
Just another friend, trying to chop the Benz
Helping to my ends, looking for a win
Lying with a grin, trying to 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 wrong together, I think we wrote our first song
of fact, we smoked our first zone together
Look at you now oh you a nigga, thinking that you running thangs
But you ain't a damn thang but your 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, up at the Past at New Orleans
Together, all day shot calling together, but now I'm only rolling solo
Don't get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I don't fuck 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 fluid
But you know what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of me alone
the only partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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