Bizzy Bone Song That Says Your Auntie Baby Daddy in Cincinnati
Friends
Os Thugs-N-Harmony
- Twelvemonth:
- 1997
- 5:06
- 145Views
- Playlists:
- #4
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Chorus: Bone Thugs Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us take them? (How many of u.s. have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones y'all tin depend on? (Ones y'all tin depend on?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of usa have them? (How many of the states have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, Earlier we go any farther, let's talk about friends. [Bizzy] My listen can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me When I'1000 gonna buck it all tha mode ta depend I don't needin' no friend, I Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships And then win again, and again, and volition 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 and then we become Nosotros know what we know, and tha solar day ya brotha zapped me And it's yo' aunty's infant'southward daddy in Cincinnati And why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out at that place robbing Ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, exist browsing Enemiez test and sentinel out foe my friendz [Wish] Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah We directly upward killers, we realer Nosotros just want tha coin, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall They want to run across tha Bone autumn, y'all Only nah, we too Os, I remember, back a lil' means When we were then hungry, when nosotros were and so hungry But at present thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey Nosotros got money to parlay, we got coin to parlay Watch if I miss ya, hit chya Bet one of these thug-niggas get wit' chya How ya feel about murder, man? Information technology's all the same the 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 this night, don't be fuckin wit my friends [Chorus] [Layzie] I tin can tell, wit' tha devil, I'thou doin' is workin', Lurkin', approaching Me like I must endure, but in order ta prevent event, and your told To repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that'due south my friend Till the stop. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was side by side to occur Immature entrepreneur, who defeat through tha bloody claret, we ready foe Divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, whatsoever situation, y'all Motherfuckers bring, become prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't Care, 'cause I'grand sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz Keepin' my niggaz out here and 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 you lot always try Ta come wit' some crooked condition What information technology is, merely ta book ah thug Come ah picayune bit closer nigga Take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha terminate, and again, and again, and again And again, don't try ta come up betwixt my, my. [Chorus] [Krayzie] Momma told me lookout yo' friends They can be enemiez inside 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 the clique, nosotros gonna go ya No Evil! Become's in me, autonomously from my people Militant that'southward how we choose to roll, and we road warriors About tha war, tha war, tha state of war When you call my proper name I will be there, I'll be in that location Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon It'due south gonna get us, are yous fix? What nearly yo' friends? Friends 'till the very end, through the freezin' wicked winds Wicked winds. What almost yo' friends? [Flesh~North~Bone] I've been ready wit' ah blindside, I'chiliad here ta bring all tha noize Don't think you can avoid the wrath, and then get 'em with tha math Not that the fact that the skies exist shorted Thoughted the declension was articulate, simply yous couldn't see ah hidden Mankind Thought if you'd been in silence Longer they know that to you, host prepared to crept in yo' crib Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in aviary Livin' life on under the hill. Release that trail And one ah my niggas been in celled, considering I stay high Fume, inhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he endure Don't make no fault, or don't faim his spray Apprehension ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate? Brand my day. They lay, any nigga they would It be like shooting fish in a barrel ta pick up ah melody. When practice nosotros cease? Will they come go this shit washed, and over ah partner Must ah been one of my friends Betta watch yo' back, other people yous remember are yo' homies Open my fist I can pin when ya fallin I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only nosotros Souljahz can roll gee
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Written past: ETIENNE LAVONNE CLARK, GRANT WILLIAM NICHOLAS, RENE FRANCISCO SOTOMAYOR
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