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Title: Friends Lyrics: Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on? (Ones you can depend on?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, before we go any further, let's talk about friends. [Bizzy] My mind can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me when I'm gonna buck it all tha way ta depend I don't needin' no friend, I Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships So win again, and again, and will ah me friend Can I get ah witness to knowin' my friend I trust no cops, not even the one I had to fold She won't groan, no oh, it was probably me so we go We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, be browsing Enemiez test and watch out foe my friendz [Wish] Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah We straight up killers, we realer we just want tha money, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall They wanna see tha Bone fall, y'all but nah, we too Bone, I remember, back a lil' ways when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay Watch if I miss ya, hit chya bet one of these thug-niggaz get wit' chya How ya feel about murda, man? It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang It's like suicide nigga do or die When ya fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in the end Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fuckin wit my friends [Chorus] [Layzie] I can tell, wit' tha devil, I'm doin' is workin', Lurkin', approachin me like I must suffer, but in order ta prevent event, and your told to repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my friend till tha end. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was next to occur Young entrepeneur, who defeat through tha bloody blood, we ready foe divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, any situation, y'all muthafukkaz bring, go prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't care, 'cause I'm sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try ta come wit' some crooked condition What it is, just ta book ah thug Come ah little bit closer nigga take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again and again, don't try ta come between my, my. [Chorus] [Krayzie] Momma told me watch yo' friends They can be enemiez within quick to pretend like they fit in Get in, they put it all to an end I know ya kinda choosed survival, pinned ya Nigga done tried ta infiltrate tha clique, we gonna get chya No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz about tha war, tha war, tha war When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon it's gonna get us, are you ready? What about yo' friends? Friends 'till tha very end, through tha freezin' wicked windz wicked windz. What about yo' friends? [Flesh~N~Bone] I've been ready wit' ah bang, I'm here ta bring all tha noize Don't think you can avoid tha wrath, then get 'em with tha math not that tha fact that tha skiez be shorted Thoughted tha coast was clear, but you couldn't see ah hidden Flesh thought if you'd been in silence Longer they know that to you, host preapared to crept in yo' crib Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in asylum Livin' life on under tha hill. Release that trail and one ah my niggaz been in celled, because I stay high smoke, enhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he suffer don't make no mistake, or don't faim his spray Anticipation ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate? Make my day. They lay, any nigga they would It be easy ta pick up ah tune. When do we end? Will they come get this shit done, and over ah partner must ah been one of my friends Betta watch yo' back, otha people you think are yo' homiez open my fist I can pin when ya fallin I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only we Souljahz can roll gee Friends, Bone Thugs N Harmony mp3 download Friends, Bone Thugs N Harmony lyrics Friends mp3 music, free Friends mp3, download Friends |
Songs of Bone Thugs N Harmony: 1st Of Tha Month 2 Glocks 7 Sign Ain't Nothin Changed (Everyday Thang Part II) All Original All The Way Battlezone Blaze It Bless Da 40 Oz. Body Rott Bone Bone Bone Buddah Lovaz Budsmokers Only Can't Give It Up Change The World (U-Neek's Remix) Change The World Cleveland Is The City Clog Up Yo Mind Creepin On Ah Come Up Crept And We Came Da Introduction Days Of Our Livez Def Dick Die Die Die Don't Worry Down '71 (The Getaway) Down Foe My Thang East 1999 Ecstasy Eternal Everyday Thang Evil Paradise Flow Motion Foe Tha Love Of $ Friends Frontline Warrior Ganksta Attitude Get Up & Get It Get Up And Get It Get' Cha Thug On Handle The Vibe Hatin Nation Hell Sent Home Intro It's All Mo' Thug Land Of Tha Heartless Let The Law End Look Into My Eyes (Atlantis Remix) Look Into My Eyes Me Killa Mind On Our Money Mo' Murda Mr. Bill Collector Murder One Neighborhood Slang No Shorts, No Losses No Surrender No Way Out No.1 Assassin Not My Baby One Night Stand P.O.D. Pump, Pump Ready 4 War Resurrection (Paper, Paper) Retaliation Servin' Tha Fiends Shoot 'Em Up Shotz To Tha Double Glock Show 'Em Sleepwalkers Sons Of Assassins Souljahs Marching Tha Crossroad The Righteous Ones Thug Luv Thug Music Plays On Thuggish Ruggish Bone U Ain't Bone Wasteland Warriors We Be Feindin' Weed Song Weedman What About Us Whom Die They Lie |
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