Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Friends, artist - Nate Dogg. Album song The Prodigal Son, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: K-Town
Song language: English
Friends |
| Friends, how many of us have them? |
| Friends, how many of us have them? |
| Friends, how many of us have them? |
| Friends, how many of us have them? |
| Ever since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on |
| Clothes to lend 'em, money to spend on |
| But as time went by my life got a little strange |
| And the rules of the game seem to change |
| Trust, honesty and devotion |
| And money, money, money is the poison potion |
| There’s no way that I can even say |
| That this game has been good to me or even bad to me |
| It had to be 'cause tragically the way this shit |
| Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically |
| And now I’m gettin' everything I’m supposed to get |
| But my friendship with niggas always ends up as bullshit |
| I listen to my momma though |
| She always tried to prepare me and warn me for the drama, love |
| But how could she do what I, I mean I’m do or die |
| But my life on the streets, that shit is suicide |
| So to cope I got a dogg and a locc |
| And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke |
| I’m mashin' with the click 2−1-3 that is |
| They my homeboys ever since kids, real friends to the end |
| Hangin' out with my homies and I’m feelin' just fine |
| I’ve been ponderin' lately |
| A lot of different things on my mind |
| It seems lately my friends list |
| Done took a slight decline |
| And if you wanna know the truth man, man |
| Them wasn’t no friends of mine |
| You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash |
| All my life L-B-C, for my city I mash |
| All those OGs and BGs and wannabies and L-O-Cs |
| The only friends I got is my 2−1-3s |
| That’s my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E |
| I can’t forget about my nigga H to the Deezy |
| Pressure and strikes, don’t wanna take no lives |
| But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks will make you break bizacks |
| «Wassup homie, can I borrow some cash?» |
| Last week I gave you 500, so kiss my ass |
| I got a baby to feed, a family to see through |
| And shake busta snitches tweekin' like yizzou |
| Homies and friends, that’s what they is for |
| Stayin' tight and money right and bustin' with a 44 |
| Hangin' out with my homies and I’m feelin' just fine |
| I’ve been ponderin' lately |
| A lot of different things on my mind |
| It seems lately my friends list |
| Done took a slight decline |
| And if you wanna know the truth man, man |
| Them wasn’t no friends of mine |
| Hangin' out with my homies and I’m feelin' just fine |
| I’ve been ponderin' lately |
| A lot of different things on my mind |
| It seems lately my friends list |
| Done took a slight decline |
| And if you wanna know the truth man, man |
| Them wasn’t no friends of mine |