Key: Ab major
Verse 1
Friends) As you call 'em, they call you
Trees for the bluntin',
to G's for the frontin'
Turn a deaf ear to the cellular phone
Just so you could feel me like a steel knife
the white of their eyes
once they finish spitting lies
Close, or really don't know me
Some come around
when they need some money
whether you paid or bummy
or take it from me:
take you for a dummy
made a worthy enemy
bleeding from the stab wounds
they smile in your face,
Try to put 'em on, they blow the chance
know your plans
(How many of us have them?)
A show of hands
choose to let crews see
among black folk
Ghetto Cinderellas lead 'em
right to your stack, loc
for the meaning of friend
and that's about the size of it
To bolster the crime,
they're apt to shoot you through your eyelid
Sometimes you need to cut niggas off
like a light switch (Flick!)
And when things get quiet
(Wow!) what a riot
Don't let it get drastic,
When it get for real,
Everything darken, it ain't no talkin'
it sure buys a lot of trouble
than tryna plot to bubble
the guns we got is
Some come in the form
A lot of times only end up
being co-defendants
And leave you up under the jail,
begging for repentance
Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst royalty
(How many of us have--) a similar story?
Just so when I let her get the man thing
But ho, it's no rings,
just how the tramp swings
"Could she memorize the lessons?"
Outro 1
she know they're just friends
I move into,
you guys'll get crack
[laughter]
(Negro humor always escaped me)
[Spoken dialogue]
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ChordsDb Bb Gb
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