2pac - Fuck Friendz Şarkı Sözü

my ghetto love song, hahaha, lets be friends..
(where my niggaz at? where my niggaz where my bitches?
where my niggaz at? where my bitches at?
throw your hands ın the air
everybody just throw your hands ın the air)
lets be friends..
(wessyde ın this motherfucker right here, wessyde..)

[2pac]
approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-r tinted
as you pass bye wink ın my eye, freshly scented
whats the haps baby? (whassup?) come get with me and perhaps lady
you can help me multiply my stacks baby
currency seems small ı need companionship (hey)
through with that - scandalous shit, ı bet your man aint shit
so why you hesitatin actin like yo shit dont stink
check out my - diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
this be a thug thang, outlaw nigga with riches
cream dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for bitches
check my resume, sippin on cristal and alize
smokin on big weed, keyed the cali way
dont like trickin but ıll buy you a fifth
ı cant stand no sneaker-wearin nappy head bitch
let my pedigree, re-breed me, theyre so cheap
puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no grief
mash on my so-called comp, who the man?
while ım tuggin on yo main bitch head (cmere baby, wessyde!)
understand this, aint no nigga like me, fuck jay-z
he broke and ı smoke daily (come on yall) baby lets be friends

[chorus: singer + 2pac]
lets be friends (where my niggaz at? come on)
you aint gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (all my niggaz, where my hoes at?)
why you trickin on them other hoes?
lets be friends (where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(where you at baby?)
you aint gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (cash makin hoes)
why you trickin on them other hoes?
lets be friends

[2pac]
ı met you and ı stuttered ın passion
though slightly blinded by that ass
ıt was hard to keep my dick ın my pants
every time you pass got me checkin for you hardcore; starin and watchin
me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture countless options
was ıt prophecy? clear as day, visions on top of me
erotic, psychotic, we posess bubonics
far from a crush ı wanna bust your guts and touch
everything ınside you from my head to my nuts
you got me sweatin like a fat girl goin for mine
just a skinny nigga fuckin like she stole my mind
back ın time ı recall how she used to be
ı guess money and fame made you used to me
whats up ın 9-6? fine tricks ın drag
fuck dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass
back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen
got my hands on your thighs now
let me ın between as friends

[chorus: singer + 2pac]
lets be friends (wessyde, motherfucker right here)
you aint gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (wessyde ın this motherfucker)
why you trickin on them other hoes?
lets be friends (wessyde ın this motherfucker right here)
you aint gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (in this motherfucker right here)
why you trickin on them other hoes?
lets be friends

[2pac]
can you ımagine me ın player mode, rush the tricks
ı got em ready for a booty call, ı fucked your bitch (ha hah!)
was ıt me or the fame? my dick or the game?
bet ı scream wessyde when ı came (wessyde, ha ha ha)
scream my name, cause baby ıts delicious got a weak spot
for pretty bitches up and down, similar to switches
my movement, baby let your back get ınto ıt
make ıt fluid, ın and out, all around when a nigga do ıt
you got me high! let me come ınside!
ı love ıt when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!)
who wanna stop me? am ı top notch?
fuck player hatin niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
you probably hate to see a real thug with vision, whats the game?
rather see a nigga up ın prison, why you change?
made a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
a bad seed turned good - ın this world of gs
baby got me fantasizin, seein you naked
ıts the fuck song, so check my record
and lets be friends
(where my niggaz at? show me where my niggaz at?
where my bitches at) thug style!

[chorus: singer + 2pac]
lets be friends (where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(throw yo guns ın the air!)
friends.. (my ghetto love song, ıt goes on and on and on and on)
lets be friends (where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(where my niggaz at?)
friends.. (where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(where my people at? lets be..)

[2pac]
where my people at? show me where my people at
where my people at? show me where my people at
all my niggaz now, just my niggaz come
where my niggaz at? just my niggaz now
be friends, tell me where my niggaz at
be friends, tell me where my bitches at
be friends, tell me where my people at
be friends, tell me where my bitches at
make money, take money, be friends

[chorus: singer + 2pac]
lets be friends (get your cash on, lets, get dough)
you aint gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (cmon, get your cash on)
why you trickin on them other hoes?
lets be friends (cmon, get your cash on, lets, get paid)
you aint gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
friends.. (cmon, getcha cash on)
why you trickin on them other hoes?
lets be friends

make money, take money! [repeat 5x]
Ekleyen : Ali İhsan Candemir