Friends Lyrics by Nate Dogg

Friends Lyrics

    [nate dogg]
    Friends, how many of us have them
    Friends, how many of us have them
    Friends, how many of us have them
    Friends, how many of us have them

    [snoop doggy dogg]
    Every since i could remember
    I had friends i could depend on
    Clothes to lend 'em
    But as time went by
    My life got a little strange
    And the rules of the 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 dogg was magically
    And now i'm gettin' everything i'm supposed to get
    But my friendship with niggaz always ends up as bulshit
    I listen to my momma though
    She always tried to prepare me
    Byt 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 locc
    And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke
    I'm mashin' with the click 2-1-3 that is
    They my homeboys ever since kids-
    Real friends to the end

    Chorus [nate dogg]:

    Hangin' out with my homies and i'm feelin' just fine
    I've been ponderin' lately
    A lot of different things on my mind
    It seems lately my friends list
    Done took a slight decline
    And if you wanna know the trith man, man
    Them wasn't no friends of mine

    [warren g]
    You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
    All my life l-b-c, for my city i mash
    All those ogs and bgs and wannabies and l-o-cs
    The only friends i got is my 2-1-3s
    That's my nigga snoop d woop and my nigga n-a-t-e
    I can't forget about my nigga h to the deezy
    Pressure and strikes
    Don't wann take no lives
    But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks
    Will make you break bizacks
    "whussup homie, can i borrow some cash?"
    Last week i agve you 500, so kiss my ass
    I got a baby to feed
    A familly to see through
    And shake busta snitches tweekin' like you
    Homies and friends that's what they for
    Stayin' tight and money right
    And bustin' with a 44.

    Chorus (x2)

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