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Friends how many of us have them |
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Friends how many of us have them |
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Friends how many of us have them |
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Friends how many of us have them |
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Every since I could remember |
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I had friends I could depend on |
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Clothes to lend 'em |
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But as time went by |
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My life got a little strange |
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And the rules of the game seem to change |
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Trust honesty and devotion |
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And money money money is the poison potion |
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There's no way that I can even say |
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That this game has been good to me |
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Or even bad to me it had to be |
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Cause tragically the way this s**t |
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Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically |
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And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get |
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But my friendship with n***as always ends up as buls**t |
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I listen to my momma though |
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She always tried to prepare me |
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Byt how could she do what I |
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I mean I'm do or die |
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But my life on the streets |
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That s**t is suicide |
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So to cope I got a dogg and a locc |
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And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke |
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I'm mashin' with the click 2-1-3 that is |
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They my homeboys ever since kids |
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Real friends to the end |
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Hangin' out with my homies and I'm feelin' just fine |
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I've been ponderin' lately |
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A lot of different things on my mind |
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It seems lately my friends list |
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Done took a slight decline |
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And if you wanna know the trith man man |
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Them wasn't no friends of mine |
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You jackin' me up you takin' my cash |
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All my life L-B-C for my city I mash |
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All those OGs and BGs and wannabies and L-O-Cs |
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The only friends I got is my 2-1-3s |
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That's my n***a Snoop D Woop and my n***a N-A-T-E |
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I can't forget about my n***a H to the Deezy |
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Pressure and strikes |
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Don't wann take no lives |
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But these jaws cracks and hood cracks |
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Will make you break bizacks |
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Whussup homie can I borrow some cash |
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Last week I agve you 500 so kiss my a*s |
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I got a baby to feed |
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A familly to see through |
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And shake busta snitches tweekin' like you |
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Homies and friends that's what they for |
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Stayin' tight and money right |
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And bustin' with a 44 |
