Friends

Jose the plug…
Yeah…
Got back in my one groove…
Mmh hm…
I wasn’t feelin none that otha shit…
But dis that…
Ahh-
I wasn’t feelin none that otha shit
No…
But this that
An the ops
Ani’t ready for run wid this, huh-huh-
Now its a mismatch
Hm- I wans’t feelin on otha shit
Feelin none otha shit
But this that, this that-
Ani’t ready for run wid me
An the ops ain’t ready
Now its a mismatch
I ain’t wanna use no auto tune…
Just want me to get it thru… hm-
No…
I’m high, an I’m just playin wid ya
Ah, ya-
The fuck is you sayin nigga
Huh, I get it goin I’m the man nigga
Is you an op, or a motha fuckin fan nigga
Don’t let it go ova yo head, huh?
I don’t understand niggas
You the police, you be hangin with the feds
Me an mines gon eat
I anit got say I fed niggas
If you looked out for me back in the day, -huh
That’s why you standin with me
Like then, 5L, Izel with me, -huh
Wasn’t my doin, that was gods plan
Niggas be, actin like my kids
I’m just a guy, damn
No immatate no sucka shit
I learned that from my daddy
Put guns on a ham escalade
Like its my caddy
MCA don’t mean shit nigga, wala
MCB cook the beef like five guys
Yeah uh, guess which one I’m is?
Serve em with the fries
-uh -uh, death combo
Nigga supersize
-huh leave a nigga leakin red
For a white lie
Yeah I got huh- white with me
Not no white guy
Id have the same attitude if I was 5'9
But I’m 6'2, with a 5−7
Hm- reppin 5−5
Yeah boy you a pussy
Ah-um- hm- naaa
He a pussy but he ain’t gonna die 9 times
Hit him the head, hole in one with that 9 iron
Ehhhh-, with the 9 iron
I’m a felon, huh-
I can’t- have no guns around me, but my arm fire
I can’t love another bitch
Cause my heart tired
Air him out, wet the whip up
Buy the car I’m drivin
I’m in love with the violence
Quick as hell
Yeah-
I’m too in touch with my darkner side
Yeah-
I know where the darkness reside
A hoe can’t catch me in a web
-less Peter Parker died
Yeah, bitch
Fuck yo web of lies
Huh- imma tell the truth
Every fuckin time
Huh- we got guns an we shoot
Yeah fuckin kind
Huh- fuck a thot
Head up
Watch me hump her mind
Fuck a fender bender
Send a nigga bumper flyin
Pull the AR stop traffic
Caution signs
AR stop traffic
Hazard lights
Ow- I want the big sista
Cause its fatter right?
She suck dick and take trips
That’s her life
Huh- somebody gotta do it
That’s alright
He found out she was his sista
Now that’s a fight, -hmm
Imma go an knock him out
Hmm- night, night
You ever seen a nigga go night night nigga?
Ah- get him gone
That’s what I like nigga, -uhh
Leave him on like a night light nigga, -hm
Cut him out when the sun bum up, -ah
Bussa nigga baby if his son run up, -huh
No- I anit got shoot the kids
Imma just gonna hit him
I ain’t got shoot the kids, -no
I ain’t gon kill…
No I anit gon the kids
Nah nigga but imma kill his ass
Hm-hm- toh, toh, toh
Through his ass, -huh
Free colt choppa thrower
Shoot through his ass
Skuba cobra with that machine
We done blew yo ass
My best friend will kill your best friend
Don’t move too fast
Doh!