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    Fuck Friendz
    My ghetto love song
    (set it off, set it off, let's be friends)
    (where my niggaz at, where my niggaz at, all my real
    niggaz throw your muthafuckin' hands up)
    (c'mon, let's go, let's go, that's how you do it)
    (throw your hands in the air let me see you just throw
    your hands in the air)
    westside in this muthafucka right here
    westside

    1st Verse

    approach you and post a minute
    arm on my double-R tinted
    as you pass by, winking my eye, freshly scented
    what's the haps baby?
    come get with me and perhaps lady you can help me
    multiply my stacks baby
    currency seems small I need companionship
    through with that scandalous shit
    i bet your man ain't shit
    so why you hesitatin' actin like your shit don't
    stink
    check out my diamonds bitch every one go bling
    this be a thug thang outlaw nigga with riches
    cream dreamin' muthafucka on a mash for bitches
    check my resume'
    sippin' on crysta-l and alize; (spelling)
    smokin' on big weed
    keyed the cali way
    don't like trickin' but i'll buy you a 'fit; (outfit)
    I can't stand no sneaker wearin' nappy-haired bitch
    let my pedigree breed briefly
    the sole chief puttin' bitch made bustas to sleep with
    no grief
    mash on my so-called comp; (competition)
    who da man while I'm tuggin' on your main bitch hand?
    (westside)
    understand this ain't no nigga like me
    fuck Jay-Z he broke and I smoke daily
    baby let's be friends

    Hook 1

    (singing)
    let's be frien-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    where my niggaz at? come on
    (singing)
    you ain't gotta be my man at all
    long as you just break me off en-n-nds
    (Pac)
    all my niggaz, where my hoes at?
    (singing)
    why you trickin' on them other hoes?
    let's be frien-n-nds
    (Pac)
    where all the bitches at? where all the niggaz with
    money where you at baby?
    (singing)
    you ain't gotta be my man at all
    long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    cash makin' hoes
    (singing)
    are you trickin' on them other hoes?
    let's be

    2nd Verse

    I met you and I stuttered in passion
    though slightly blinded by that ass
    it was hard to keep my dick in my pants
    everytime you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore
    starin' and watchin'
    me and you, one-on-one picture countless options
    was it prophecy
    clear as day, visions on top of me
    erotic, psychotic
    what possessed my body?
    far from a crush I wanna bust your guts
    and touch - everything inside you from my head to my
    nuts
    you got my sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine
    just a skinny nigga fuckin' like she stole my mind
    back in time I recall how she used to be
    I guess - money and fame made you used to me
    what's up in nine-six?
    find tricks in 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 in between as friends

    Hook 2

    (singing)
    frien-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    westside in this muthafucka right here
    (singing)
    you ain't gotta be my man at all
    long as you just break me off en-n-nds
    (Pac)
    westside in this muthafucka
    (singing)
    why you trickin' on them other hoes
    let's be frien-n-nds
    (Pac)
    westside in this muthafucka right here
    (singing)
    you ain't gotta be my man at all
    long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    in this muthafucka right here
    (singing)
    are you trickin' on them other hoes?

    3rd Verse

    can you imagine me in playa mode?
    rush the tricks
    I got her - ready for a booty call
    I fucked your bitch
    was it me or the fame?
    my dick or the game?
    bet I screamed westside when I came
    scream my name
    cause baby it's delicious
    got a weak spot for pretty bitches
    up and down similar to switches
    my movement
    baby let your back get into it
    make it fluid
    in and out
    all around when a nigga do it
    you 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 playa hatin' niggaz cause they cock block
    you probably hate to see a real thug with vision
    what's the game?
    rather see a nigga up in prison
    why you change?
    made a livin' out of cuss words, liqour and weed
    a bad seed turned good
    in this world of g's
    baby got me fantasizin' seein' you naked
    it's a fuck song - so check the record
    let's be friends
    (where my niggaz at? show me where my niggaz at)
    (where my bitches at? thug--style)

    Outro

    (singing)
    let's be frien-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    where my niggaz at?
    where my bitches at? throw your guns in the air
    (singing)
    frien-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    my ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on
    (singing)
    let's be frien-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    where my niggaz at? (you ain't gotta front with me)
    where my bitches at?
    where my niggaz at?
    (singing)
    frien-n-nds
    (Pac)
    where my niggaz at? (i know what you want)
    where my bitches at?
    where my people at?
    let's be
    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
    make money take money
    be friends
    (singing)
    frien-n-nds
    (Pac)
    get your cash on, let's get paid
    (singing)
    you ain't gotta be my man at all
    long as you just break me off en-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    come on, get your cash on
    let's get paid
    (singing)
    are you trickin' on them other hoes?
    let's be frien-n-nds
    (Pac)
    come on, get your cash on
    let's get paid
    (singing)
    you ain't gotta be my man at all
    long as you just break me off frien-n-n-nds
    (Pac)
    come on, get your cash on
    let's get paid
    (singing)
    why trickin' on them other hoes
    let's be frien-n-nds
    (Pac)
    make money, take money
    make money, take money
    make money, take money
    make money, take money
    make money, take money


































































































































































































































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