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z-ro – friends (2) كلمات اغاني

[talking:]
king of the motherf_cking ghetto, yeah
this one right here, goes out to my real n_gga nate
my n_gga grey_d, out that pud park
ride or die n_gga, you know i’m saying
it’s me and you, till the grave homie uh

[z_ro:]
i use to kick it with the people, i thought were friends
there was no envy or jealousy, cause ain’t n0body have no ends
but only time would tell, true character traits
cause the n_ggas i figured to be real, turned out fake
i rеmember we smokеd sherms, just to pass the time
going hard as we did, no wonder some of us lost our mind
cause you can’t think straight, on that good gorilla p_ss
especially by yourself, smoking five or six
formaldehyde takes over the mind, can’t you understand
if your partna go to tripping, remember he still your man
heard my friend, pulled a pistol on my friend in the hood
sobered up and apologized, ‘sposed to been all good
chilling all together again, walking side by side
mr. walker shot mr. mccarly, bout eight or nine times
i ain’t tripping, cause my n_gga’z living better yet he’s blessed
half a calf muscle missing, shot everywhere but the neck
and the head but still breathing, what a story to tell
now i get to see mr. walker, in mr. state jail
how the h_ll i’ma kick it with you n_gga, you shot my g
with a friend like you, we don’t need enemies
trying to fall out of place, to explain his case
none of my cellies could feel it, that’s why they violated your face
tried to beef for me in the chow line, snuck up on me
cause i ride for grey_d, like he’s my one and only homie
this is organized crime, when you f_ck with me
better prepare to tip toe, when you touch the streets
hey, i’m not a k!ller but don’t rush me
cause i got a couple hundred motherf_ckers, that won’t let n0body touch me
i’m the don now, but i remember the past
ridgemont hardheads ride or die for eachother, quick to blast
now it’s come to this, all i ever wanted was peace
never thought it be one of my own, trying to see me deceased
on top of that, when you balling you got too many friends
if it ain’t no cheese they leave d_mn, was it me or my ends
even women be getting in, where they fit
the love affair is so legit, until you come home and she done split with all your sh_t
that’s why i’m so cold, towards people i meet
because of something that was done to me, by less than a g
but nevertheless, i’ll say it again
z_ro the crooked know the key to survival, is f_ck friends
[hook:]
friends, ain’t no mystery why z_ro don’t have them
friends, ain’t too many of em i can really depend on
friends, ain’t no mystery why z_ro don’t have them
friends, they might be the reason for my bl__dy murder
so f_ck friends

- z ro

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