Текст песни Mack 10 f Baby, Lac, Stone - We Could Never Be Friends
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[Baby](All gravy nigga, fuck)Fuck them niggas cause they bitch made anywayCan`t come in tha hood, I hope he got an A-KHe crossed tha line, nigga dropped a dimeThen he ran to those white folks sayin` I triedI Stunna one of a kind you muthafuckaCatch me in tha summer in a rag top hummerNigga pack yo tools, nigga pay yo duesBeen a G about this gangsta shit, it ain`t no rulesNigga cook yo food, hard ki`s we moveThen yo get up on tha stand & you cross yo dudeLet them people play you nigga, now it`s time to loseGot some killas in tha pen wanna give you tha bluesAn on tha outside niggas do what they doWe in tha projects grindin` wit that girl or tha pooYo whole family ain`t safe cause I`m killin` `em tooI put a hit on every nigga that`s close to you[Chorus]Little jive ass nigga - we can never be friendsOh bitch made nigga - we can never be friendsYou a pussy muthafucka - we can never be freindsWe Can Never Be Friends, We Can Never Be friendsYou fuckin` up a nigga work - we can never be friendsYou put a hoe before yo homies - we can never be friendsYou turnin` state on yo homies - we can never be friendsNigga, We Could Never Be Friends[Lac]I was raised around dope & crack fiends, stranglers & triple beamsYou can not imagine all tha shit that a nigga seenNow I done seen niggas get they head busted for nothin`They leave & come back stuntin` like they bout it & wasn`tBetter watch them some nigga or stop them some niggaThis a nigga wit a black hooded & pops them a niggaThe people came thru & they done kicked in my Ma`s do`They tore up my Ma`s house & questioned my folksMy momma stood up & said "Ain`t no Lac here,Get yo dogs, get tha fuck out & don`t come back here"I`m tired of runnin`, I can`t turn back, I hear tha sirens comin`Now they can give a lovely fuck why I done itAn all they need to prove is that I fired somethin`Or hit 9 lil` childrenMy potna got killed & they say I`m the gunmanYou fuckin` right I know him & fuckin` right I done him[Chorus][Stone](Look)I was tha first nigga out tha click wit a cuban connectAn tha first to push a six thru tha Nolia projectI broke bread wit all my niggas gave `em tha prices I getTurn the projects to condeminiums & diamonds to begetsWas tha first to go to feds, I left my two month old daughterHer momma said since I left my friends ain`t passed a quaterWhen I rolled out same niggas was in my face againLike " Stone you out early, man we thought you got ten"We kicked tha bo bo, swapped lies, given hugs & dapBut you know hugs ain`t love, niggas is checkin` for strapsEach one of them owein` me a dub, ain`t even mention tha snapsI knew then it was bad blood, I`m bout to twist some capsGun in hand, I`m eatin` grits, I haven`t done this in awhileI see one in a blue sedan sharin` kisses & smilesI creep up on him, popped tha van, ran thru tha crowdHit tha corner of Washington then I popped up his house[Chorus][Mack 10](Yo, yo)I keep a four pound cocked wit hollows in tha chamberBeen a real lil` nigga since a B-G bangerPlus I`m down wit tha killas no matter red or blueAn too bad I can`t say tha same shit bout youCause you`s a bitch nigga dawg & square as a preistAn you`s a snitch nigga dawg cause you told tha policeI hold trial in tha streets & keep it gangsta fa shoAn tha only niggas run to tha law is a hoeSo you was all about tha rah rah shit back thenBut yo money ain`t long & you know you can`t winYour boy Mack a shot caller & if you hate me I feel youCause I got enough bread to pay yo homies to kill youYo I can kick back, fuck, & have fun all yearAn you can snitch, watch your back, & you can still disappearAn while you P-C up I stay mashin` for dollasSo when you ready for tha get down nigga just holla[Chorus] - 2x