Friends (feat. Snoop Dogg & Warren G)

Every since I could remember

I had friends I could depend on

Clothes to lend 'em

Money to spend on

But, as time went by

My life got a little strange

And the rules in this game seem to change

Trust, honesty, and devotion

And money, money, money is the poison potion

There's no way that I can even say

That this game has been good to me

Or even bad to me, it had to be

'Cause tragically the way this shit

Cracked off for Doggy Dog was magically

And now I'm getting everything I'm supposed to get

But my friendship with **** always ends up as bullshit

I listen to my momma though

She always tried to prepare me

And warn me for the drama, yo

But, how could she do what I

I mean, I'm do or die

But my life on the streets

That shit is suicide

So, to cope I got a dogg and a loc

And keep my heat close in case

These jokes go for broke

I'm mashing with the clique, 2 1 3 that is

They my homeboys ever since kids

Real friends to the end

Hanging out with my homies

(How many of us have them?)

And I'm feeling just fine

(How many of us have them?)

I've been pondering lately

(How many of us have them?)

A lot of different things on my mind

(How many of us have them?)

It seems lately my friends list

(How many of us have them?)

Done took a slight decline

(How many of us have them?)

And if you wanna know the truth, man, man

(How many of us have them?)

Them wasn't no friends of mine

(How many of us have them?)

You jacking me up

You taking my cash

All my life L B C, for my city I mash

All these O G's and B G's and wannabes and L O C's

The only friends I got is my 2 1 3's

That's my **** Snoop D Woop and my **** N A T E

I can't forget about my **** H to the dizzy

Pressure and strikes

Don't wanna take no lives

But these jaw jacks and hood cracks

Will make you break some bizacks

What's up, homie, can I borrow some cash?

Last week I gave you five hundred

So kiss my ass

I got a baby to feed

A family to see through

And shake busta snitches tweaking like yizzou

Homies and friends that's what they fizzle

Staying tight and money right

And busting with a .44

Hanging out with my homies

(How many of us have them?)

And I'm feeling just fine

(How many of us have them?)

I've been pondering lately, lately

(How many of us have them?)

A lot of different things on my mind

(How many of us have them?)

It seems lately my friends list

(How many of us have them?)

Done took a slight decline

(How many of us have them?)

And if you wanna know the truth, man, man

(How many of us have them?)

Them wasn't no friends of mine

(How many of us have them?)

Hanging out with my homies

(How many of us have them?)

And I'm feeling just fine

(How many of us have them?)

I've been pondering lately, lately

(How many of us have them?)

A lot of different things on my mind

(How many of us have them?)

It seems lately my friends list

(How many of us have them?)

Done took a slight decline

(How many of us have them?)

And if you wanna know the truth, man, man

Them wasn't no friends of mine