Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but only got some
Since I can't on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, on the past
16 old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now it's we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange
It's like they got intentions, on putting up in my brain
Why they can't look me in my no mo'
Even though I my T. Jones, at least mama ain't gotta to cry no mo'
I done my nigga get rich, leave the hood, make a lot of rich friends
But try to come back to the po' partnas, all the richness end
Tell him to come watch me perform, but they go, and if I'm
Stranded and I need a ride, 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 deuce 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 just ain't no more
no love, cause money is all we adore
Friends just friends no more
I don't 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 hoes don't round
The main hoes that talk down, most friends turn to
just the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing pounds
Cause Mary Jane don't change she the same, help maintain
And ease the pain, stay free from the people bring
Cause the world is full of mayn
That's why I stay one deep, these niggaz and these hoes
I be solo on my creep, no one in the passenger

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First he's riding high, now he Mack 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to back again
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, why I murder with one click
These fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my shit for one
But claiming you 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 back in '97, we was it up
If they had it and we wanted it, was giving it up
it wrong together, I think we wrote our first song together
Matter of fact, we smoked our zone together
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking you running thangs
But you running a damn thang but your mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga
Going against the grain, cause you done a lil change
But I can't the script wanna get rich, I gotta remain the same
I had of us balling together, pulling up at the Past at New Orleans
Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm only 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 want me to do it, but I'd rather stay of embalming fluid
But you know you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me alone
Cause the only I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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