Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got some
Since I can't on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, reminiscing on the
16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil
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 though I miss my T. Jones, at least mama gotta to cry no mo'
I seen my nigga get rich, leave 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 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 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 want no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin uh

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

Most of these hoes say they your friend, but they ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, them same don't come round
The main hoes that talk down, most friends turn to
That's 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, free from the bullshit people bring
Cause the world is of evil mayn
That's why I stay one deep, fuck these and these hoes
I be on my creep, no one in the passenger seat

Den]
First he's high, now he busting Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to back again
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one
These fake ass G's I'm with, selling my shit for one sill
But you down to the ground bitch, bitch you ain't 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 in '97, we was living it up
If they had it and we wanted it, they was it up
Through it wrong together, I think we our first song together
Matter of fact, we smoked our first zone
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you thangs
But you ain't running a thang but your mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga
Going against the grain, 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 with em no mo'
Cause want 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 know 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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