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Friends (Explicit) - *** C/Juicy J
Written by：Chad Lamont Butler/Jordan Michael Houston/Nasir Jones
Be careful
Cause you can't trust these so called friends out here
They be jealous
What about your friends will they stay on they grind
What about your friends will they be around
What about your friends will they let you die
What about your friends
With friends like that I don't need enemies
I had a lotta niggas that was down with me
Or should I say a lotta niggas hang around with me
But when I took my fall
I found out I really didn't have many friends at all
When I was out there rollin' in the Benz and ball
My momma used to get a lotta telephone calls
Niggas tryna see how we was I had a buzz
But all that sh*t stopped when I got popped by the fuzz
A couple niggas kept that sh*t true indeed
But not the ones I used to bail outta jail and feed
We used to smoke w**d and get drunk off brew
I went to TDC ni**a I couldn't find you
You couldn't find me that's what you told yourself
But you couldn't tell that b******t to nobody else
When they asked you how I was doin' you told 'em I was cool
Knowin' you ain't talk to me since I went to the pen fool
No pictures no conversary money to eat
And now you think it's all good cause I'm back on the streets
I'm back on these beats and still blowing like the wind
But these is the niggas that we call friends
What about your friends will they stay on they grind
What about your friends will they be around
What about your friends will they let you die
What about your friends
With friends like that I don't need enemies
In these streets and these traps ni**a you better be strapped
Niggas out here plottin' be prepared to shoot back
Ni**a ain't no rules ni**a it ain't no love
A ni**a put a knife in your ni**a could be your blood
Kill a ni**a over money kill a ni**a over ***
They killing niggas over hoes be careful who you f**k
One false move and you f**ked and out here on that b******t
Catch a f**k niggas and they hit his a** with the full clip
What about your friends
Niggas ain't real
Niggas ain't trill
Niggas be jealous
Over the hoes over the whips over the crib
Niggas be broke pockets be hurt
Ni**a be stressed
Ni**a be learning
Whoop your friend you gotta murk 'em
Payback it's closed curtains
What about your friends will they stay on they grind
What about your friends will they be around
What about your friends will they let you die
What about your friends
With friends like that I don't need enemies
It's so ill pop no pills
Straight Henn a toast to Pimp C now on to fake friends
Tina best friend husband f**king her cousin
Her cousin she think her baby by Tina husband
But Tina had a miscarriage by me
Ten months later Tina had a baby it's deep
Soon the whole hood to be related
Like an African tribe misplace mis-situated
13 she's already ripping
So whoever daughter she is you about to be in grandpa position
And pot no pot to piss in
Man stop and listen
Your man from the sand box he on the stand snitching
His John Hancock got 'em lamb chops what is miss in
Home exonerated cause he cooperated
I peep the b******t coming the streets taught me
And in abundance now my circle a hundred
What about your friends will they stay on they grind
What about your friends will they be around
What about your friends will they let you die
What about your friends
With friends like that I don't need enemies enemies