Song | Friends |
Artist | Snoop Dogg |
Album | Me & My Homies, Vol. 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.97] | Artist:nate dogg |
[00:01.53] | Songs Title:friends |
[00:02.34] | |
[00:07.28] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:13.61] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:19.11] | |
[00:19.98] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:25.67] | |
[00:26.55] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:32.23] | |
[00:33.05] | Every since I could remember |
[00:34.64] | I had friends I could depend on |
[00:36.27] | Clothes to lend 'em |
[00:37.95] | But as time went by |
[00:39.78] | My life got a little strange |
[00:42.94] | And the rules of the game seem to change |
[00:46.19] | Trust, honesty and devotion |
[00:49.50] | And money, money, money is the poison potion |
[00:52.31] | There's no way that I can even say |
[00:55.44] | That this game has been good to me |
[00:57.94] | Or even bad to me it had to be |
[01:00.56] | Cause tragically the way this shit |
[01:02.51] | Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically |
[01:04.39] | And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get |
[01:07.01] | But my friendship with niggaz always ends up as bulshit |
[01:10.01] | I listen to my momma though |
[01:13.77] | She always tried to prepare me |
[01:17.39] | Byt how could she do what I |
[01:19.95] | I mean I'm do or die |
[01:22.27] | But my life on the streets |
[01:24.08] | That shit is suicide |
[01:25.64] | So to cope I got a dogg and a locc |
[01:28.17] | And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke |
[01:31.55] | I'm mashin' with the click 2-1-3 that is |
[01:34.36] | |
[01:35.11] | They my homeboys ever since kids- |
[01:37.55] | Real friends to the end |
[01:38.95] | |
[01:39.57] | y homies and I'm feelin' just fine |
[01:44.07] | |
[01:49.76] | I've been ponderin' lately |
[01:52.20] | |
[01:56.20] | A lot of different things on my mind |
[01:59.72] | |
[02:03.46] | It seems lately my friends list |
[02:06.28] | |
[02:08.09] | Done took a slight decline |
[02:12.66] | |
[02:16.47] | And if you wanna know the trith man, man |
[02:19.97] | |
[02:22.53] | Them wasn't no friends of mine |
[02:25.78] | |
[02:27.84] | You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash |
[02:33.09] | |
[02:33.90] | All my life L-B-C, for my city I mash |
[02:36.37] | |
[02:37.00] | All those OGs and BGs and wannabies and L-O-Cs |
[02:39.68] | |
[02:40.31] | The only friends I got is my 2-1-3s |
[02:42.82] | |
[02:43.63] | That's my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E |
[02:45.94] | I can't forget about my nigga H to the Deezy |
[02:49.44] | |
[02:50.00] | Pressure and strikes |
[02:51.03] | |
[02:51.54] | Don't wann take no lives |
[02:53.47] | But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks |
[02:55.41] | Will make you break bizacks |
[02:56.84] | "Whussup homie, can I borrow some cash?" |
[02:59.78] | Last week I agve you 500, so kiss my ass |
[03:02.97] | I got a baby to feed |
[03:04.53] | A familly to see through |
[03:06.28] | And shake busta snitches tweekin' like you |
[03:08.35] | Homies and friends that's what they for |
[03:09.97] | Stayin' tight and money right |
[03:12.15] | And bustin' with a 44. |
[00:00.97] | Artist: nate dogg |
[00:01.53] | Songs Title: friends |
[00:02.34] | |
[00:07.28] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:13.61] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:19.11] | |
[00:19.98] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:25.67] | |
[00:26.55] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:32.23] | |
[00:33.05] | Every since I could remember |
[00:34.64] | I had friends I could depend on |
[00:36.27] | Clothes to lend ' em |
[00:37.95] | But as time went by |
[00:39.78] | My life got a little strange |
[00:42.94] | And the rules of the game seem to change |
[00:46.19] | Trust, honesty and devotion |
[00:49.50] | And money, money, money is the poison potion |
[00:52.31] | There' s no way that I can even say |
[00:55.44] | That this game has been good to me |
[00:57.94] | Or even bad to me it had to be |
[01:00.56] | Cause tragically the way this shit |
[01:02.51] | Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically |
[01:04.39] | And now I' m gettin' everything I' m supposed to get |
[01:07.01] | But my friendship with niggaz always ends up as bulshit |
[01:10.01] | I listen to my momma though |
[01:13.77] | She always tried to prepare me |
[01:17.39] | Byt how could she do what I |
[01:19.95] | I mean I' m do or die |
[01:22.27] | But my life on the streets |
[01:24.08] | That shit is suicide |
[01:25.64] | So to cope I got a dogg and a locc |
[01:28.17] | And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke |
[01:31.55] | I' m mashin' with the click 213 that is |
[01:34.36] | |
[01:35.11] | They my homeboys ever since kids |
[01:37.55] | Real friends to the end |
[01:38.95] | |
[01:39.57] | y homies and I' m feelin' just fine |
[01:44.07] | |
[01:49.76] | I' ve been ponderin' lately |
[01:52.20] | |
[01:56.20] | A lot of different things on my mind |
[01:59.72] | |
[02:03.46] | It seems lately my friends list |
[02:06.28] | |
[02:08.09] | Done took a slight decline |
[02:12.66] | |
[02:16.47] | And if you wanna know the trith man, man |
[02:19.97] | |
[02:22.53] | Them wasn' t no friends of mine |
[02:25.78] | |
[02:27.84] | You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash |
[02:33.09] | |
[02:33.90] | All my life LBC, for my city I mash |
[02:36.37] | |
[02:37.00] | All those OGs and BGs and wannabies and LOCs |
[02:39.68] | |
[02:40.31] | The only friends I got is my 213s |
[02:42.82] | |
[02:43.63] | That' s my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga NATE |
[02:45.94] | I can' t forget about my nigga H to the Deezy |
[02:49.44] | |
[02:50.00] | Pressure and strikes |
[02:51.03] | |
[02:51.54] | Don' t wann take no lives |
[02:53.47] | But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks |
[02:55.41] | Will make you break bizacks |
[02:56.84] | Whussup homie, can I borrow some cash? |
[02:59.78] | Last week I agve you 500, so kiss my ass |
[03:02.97] | I got a baby to feed |
[03:04.53] | A familly to see through |
[03:06.28] | And shake busta snitches tweekin' like you |
[03:08.35] | Homies and friends that' s what they for |
[03:09.97] | Stayin' tight and money right |
[03:12.15] | And bustin' with a 44. |
[00:00.97] | Artist: nate dogg |
[00:01.53] | Songs Title: friends |
[00:02.34] | |
[00:07.28] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:13.61] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:19.11] | |
[00:19.98] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:25.67] | |
[00:26.55] | Friends, how many of us have them |
[00:32.23] | |
[00:33.05] | Every since I could remember |
[00:34.64] | I had friends I could depend on |
[00:36.27] | Clothes to lend ' em |
[00:37.95] | But as time went by |
[00:39.78] | My life got a little strange |
[00:42.94] | And the rules of the game seem to change |
[00:46.19] | Trust, honesty and devotion |
[00:49.50] | And money, money, money is the poison potion |
[00:52.31] | There' s no way that I can even say |
[00:55.44] | That this game has been good to me |
[00:57.94] | Or even bad to me it had to be |
[01:00.56] | Cause tragically the way this shit |
[01:02.51] | Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically |
[01:04.39] | And now I' m gettin' everything I' m supposed to get |
[01:07.01] | But my friendship with niggaz always ends up as bulshit |
[01:10.01] | I listen to my momma though |
[01:13.77] | She always tried to prepare me |
[01:17.39] | Byt how could she do what I |
[01:19.95] | I mean I' m do or die |
[01:22.27] | But my life on the streets |
[01:24.08] | That shit is suicide |
[01:25.64] | So to cope I got a dogg and a locc |
[01:28.17] | And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke |
[01:31.55] | I' m mashin' with the click 213 that is |
[01:34.36] | |
[01:35.11] | They my homeboys ever since kids |
[01:37.55] | Real friends to the end |
[01:38.95] | |
[01:39.57] | y homies and I' m feelin' just fine |
[01:44.07] | |
[01:49.76] | I' ve been ponderin' lately |
[01:52.20] | |
[01:56.20] | A lot of different things on my mind |
[01:59.72] | |
[02:03.46] | It seems lately my friends list |
[02:06.28] | |
[02:08.09] | Done took a slight decline |
[02:12.66] | |
[02:16.47] | And if you wanna know the trith man, man |
[02:19.97] | |
[02:22.53] | Them wasn' t no friends of mine |
[02:25.78] | |
[02:27.84] | You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash |
[02:33.09] | |
[02:33.90] | All my life LBC, for my city I mash |
[02:36.37] | |
[02:37.00] | All those OGs and BGs and wannabies and LOCs |
[02:39.68] | |
[02:40.31] | The only friends I got is my 213s |
[02:42.82] | |
[02:43.63] | That' s my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga NATE |
[02:45.94] | I can' t forget about my nigga H to the Deezy |
[02:49.44] | |
[02:50.00] | Pressure and strikes |
[02:51.03] | |
[02:51.54] | Don' t wann take no lives |
[02:53.47] | But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks |
[02:55.41] | Will make you break bizacks |
[02:56.84] | Whussup homie, can I borrow some cash? |
[02:59.78] | Last week I agve you 500, so kiss my ass |
[03:02.97] | I got a baby to feed |
[03:04.53] | A familly to see through |
[03:06.28] | And shake busta snitches tweekin' like you |
[03:08.35] | Homies and friends that' s what they for |
[03:09.97] | Stayin' tight and money right |
[03:12.15] | And bustin' with a 44. |