Fuck Friendz

[young_jobe]

(Tupac)
"See you got some niggas on your side
That say they're your friends
But in real life they your enemies..
It's a dirty game, y'all..
You got to becareful.. cause,
this shit get wild, it gets wild."

[V 1 - Jobe]
Chillin' in the plex, breathe and smokin' weed (Pfff)
Steamin', most indeed
See a nigga walkin' freshly dressed
With his possi, whom the rest he lead
Claimin' sets he said (MS-13, huh?)
Look at his fingers form into a gang signs (Easssyde!)
At the wrong set, wait a minute that aint right
(You aint no gangster trick!!!)
Still mentionin' bullshit, and runnin' his lips
Sees his girl, I wink my eye
In front of his bitch (Heyyy)
As she peeps my ride
Noticed song was playin'
Realizin' what her eye insinuatin'
We had an opened conversation
All ears wide for the shit you sayin'
Say, shorty you want to roll with me?
She replies, "Oh, really?"
Come on, let's go quickly (Bye J)
Left that nigga hangin', muggin' stupid
Ride around with her, playin' thuggin' music
Bitch is bumpin' to it (Turn it up, nigga!)
So tell me how, you gone sell me out?
I heard you the one snitched and, tell police
That I was committin' felonies (Fed ass nigga)
I learned you cant trust your guard
(There one of them damn busters are!)
Just to under-stand, fuck Jamar
Let's be friends? You fucked that up
Now, there's too much bad blood

[Chorus]
Let's be friends (Where my niggaz at? Come on)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (All my niggaz, where my whoes at?)
Why you trickin on them other whoes?
Let's be friends (Where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at baby?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (Cash makin whoes)
Why you trickin on them other whoes?
Let's be friends

[V 2]
Im always fiend for plenty women, liqour, and weed
Laws trying to tie plans to get rid of these g's (Ahahaha)
Peep me sluggin' eight niggaz, I'm thuggin' straight
Gettin' beatin', kicked his teeth in
We flee, and leave your bloody face
Screamin' (Wesssyde, nigga!)
Come home, and return to find a Jamacian bitch
Fat thighs, slipped in black lingerine laced in knits
Slowly moved on to my pants, now take this dick (Mmmm)
Let me hit it from the rear, behind (OOHH)
Lay back, relax, and clear your mind (Shhhh)
None of these punks, mean nothin' else
Fuck Ladarrian, tell that bitch he can go fuck his self (Quit cock blockin', bitch!)
Back to you baby, I love the way you flaunt it
You love how I make you want it
Rough, hair-pullin', fucked in your butt (Ughhhhhh)
Never stop, till you havin me bustin' a nut
I'll make this loosely whole moment your best
Now, let me shake that pussy... so open your legs
I got to get my thug on (Yeaaaahhhh!!)
Let this be known as my ghetto love song

[C]
Let's be friends (Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' guns in the air!)
Friends.. (My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on)
Let's be friends (Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my niggaz at?)
Friends.. (Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my people at? Let's be..)

[young_jobe]

Eros u better take ur mating, ole sam windchester ass on sumwhea lol

[The Man]

My son is such an embarrassment, I should of swallowed him when I had the chance.

[Lawgix]

why do i have a feeling their connected to Deaf Shady.... gtfo make it easy for us like deaf shady.... don't make us break a sweat

[young_jobe]

Lawgix bitch, I kno u aint talkin' lil nigga..
2, Rugged if you gonna make fun of me, plz get my race rite.. ignorant incoherent muthafucka..
White devils cant rhyme for shit..
Rugged watch out on the streets, and keep your piece/peace..