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Текст песни 2Pac - Friends

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[2pac] (talking)I wanna be...Yo let me fuck that nigga downYou heard that shit niggaAy yo what you doin with that big assMy ghetto love songSet it off, set it offLet`s be friendsWhere my niggaz atWhere my niggaz, where my niggazWhere my niggaz at, all my real niggazWhere my niggaz, where my niggazLet`s be friends (throw ya hands in the air)There`s no need to front (let`s see ya just throw ya hands in the air)Let`s be friends (westside in this mother fucker right here)(throw ya hands in the air)Westside[2pac - Verse 1]Approach you and post a minute (yeah)All on my double-R tinted *car screech*As you pass bye winkinMy eye, freshly scentedWhat`s the happs baby? (what`s up?)Come get with me and perhaps ladyYou can help me multiply my stacks baby (ha ha ha get money baby)Currency seem small i need companionship (hey)Through with that scandalous shitI bet your man ain`t shit (ain`t shit)So why you hesitating?Actin like your shit don`t stinkCheck out my diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)This be a thug paid, outlaw nigga with richesCream dreamin mother fucker, on a mash for bitches (bitch)Check my resume, sippin on crystalle and allazay *coughing*Smokin on big weed, keyed the Cali way (Westside!)Don`t like trickin but I`ll buy you a fifthI can`t stand no sneaker-wearing nappy head bitch (word)Let my letters read, read briefly, they`re so cheapPuttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no griefMash on my so-called cum, who the man?While tuggin on your made bitch head (westside!)Understand this, ain`t no nigga like meFuck Jay-z, he broke and I smoke daily (come on y`all)Baby let`s be friends(Chorus)Friends (where my niggaz at? come on y`all)No need to front, let`s be friends (where my niggaz at, all my niggaz)Because I know you want to fuck (where my bitches at)Let`s be friendsNo need to front, let`s be friendsBecause I know you want to fuck[2pac - Verse 2]I met you and I stuttered in passionThough slightly blinded by that assIt was hard to keep my dick in my pantsEvery time you pass got me checkin for you hardcoreStaring and watchin, me and you one on one (see that)Picture countless optionsWas it prophecy?Clear as day, visions on top of me (oh my god)Erotic, psychotic, would possess my body (yes, yes, yes)Far from a quest I wanna bust your gutsAnd touch everything inside you from my head to my nutsYou got me sweatin like a fat girl going for mineJust a skinny nigga fuckin like she stole my mindBack in time I recall how she used to beI guess money and fame made you used to meWhat`s up in 9-6? fine tricks in dragFuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my assBack to you, my pretty ass caramel queen (come here baby, come here!)Got my hands on your thighs now let me in-betweenThat`s friends(Chorus)Friends (Where my niggaz at? hahah, Where my bitches at? Throw ya guns in the air)No need to front, let`s be friends (My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on)Because I know you want to fuck,Let`s be friends (Where my niggaz at? Where my bitches at? Where my niggaz at?)No need to front, let`s be friends (Where my niggaz at?)(Where my bitches at? Where my people at?)Because i know you want to fuckLet`s be...[2pac - Verse 3]Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the tricksI got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch (Ha Ha!)Was it me or the fame?My dick or the game?Bet I scream `westside` when I came (westside!)Scream my nameCause baby it`s the licoius ghetto weak spot, for pretty bitchesUp and down, similar to switchesMy movement, baby let your back dip into it, make it fluentIn and out, all around when a nigga do itYou got me high! Let me come inside!I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride!Who wanna stop me? Am I top notch?Fuck player hatin niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)You probably hate to see a real thug with vision with the gameRather see a nigga up in prison, why you change?Made a living out of cuss words, liquor, and weedA bad seed turned good in this world of G`sBaby got me fantasizing, seeing you nakedIt`s a fuck song check the record (so check my record)Chorus x 4[2pac] (talking over chorus)Where my niggaz at? Show me where my niggaz atWhere my bitches at? Show me where my bitches at (come on)Where my people at? Show me where my people at (right here)Where my people at? Show me where my people at (westside in this motherfucker)All my niggaz now, this for niggaz here (come on! westside in this motherfucker right here)Where my niggaz at? Just for niggaz nowWhere my bitches at? Where my bitches? (westside in this motherfucker)Where my bitches at? Where my bitches be? (come on)Where my bitches at? Where my bitches? (westside in this motherfucker right here)Where my down gettin bitches? The cash gettin niggaz (come on)Be friends, tell me where my niggaz at (westside in this motherfucker)Be friends, tell me where my bitches atBe friends, tell me where my people at (ha ha, my ghetto love song)Make money, take money, be friends (you know)Make money, take money (6X)Let`s get paidCome on, get your cash onLet`s get paid

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