Fuck Friendz

Lyrics

[Intro] Who the fuck are you messing with? What? You think you like me? You ain't like me motherfucker You a punk I been with many people, connected people Who you been with? Chain snatching, Jive ass, mottocomb motherfuckers [Chorus] Fuck friends I make ends in the jag bubble lens Wrist breezy like the wind screamin' Fuck friends Gettin' head on the freeway Smokin' doin' a hundred and 10 screamin' Fuck friends I pull up in that new Benz Rims that continue to spin screamin' Fuck friends They all hate you in the end Niggas fake and they wanna pretend But still fuck friends [Verse] You got up in the game in 1986 With Ted Bohannon and Chris Dangerous click But you was smokin' cane and shit On yo' album cover rockin' chris chains and shit Ain't that a bitch You get paid then change and switch Nigga went hollywood, start hatin' and shit Chris came with some rappers spittin flame and shit The Luniz and Dru Down that new bangin' shit Our first album went platinum fuck the grain and shit To get fame ya start talkin on our name and shit "UH" Ya never wanted us in the game ya bitch Cause if ya really did we would have been in the Dangerous clique And then you slipped dangerous dame some shit That fucked his whole life off Now he strange and sick Fatha Dom beat yo ass Made you change yo click Then your studio got shot up on some gangsta shit Moved to Atlanta [Chorus] Fuck friends I make ends in the jag bubble lens Wrist breezy like the wind screamin Fuck friends Gettin head on the freeway Smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin Fuck friends I pull up in that new benz Rimz that continue to spin screamin Fuck friends They all hate you in the end Niggas fake and they wanna pretend But still fuck friends [Verse] I signed to rap a lot to start a new saga I don't need new drama All I did was give you honor Now you wanna shoot the chopper and diss me on yo album? Fuck you partner Release the monster I am not a shit talker or a shit starter But its the mafia and yous a bitch imposter My shit hotter I spit lava Plus Im more versatile doin shows in the Virgin Isles I murdered your style in the dirty south Make bitches twerk it out and like Ludacris I sell word of mouth The word is out them niggas heard about You asked me to write ya raps Please keep my names out ya dirty mouth And Big Mike tried to warn me about you "fuck that nigga" Yall dont get along he slapped the shit out you "real talk" And now you hatin on my clout too Its all about you But rap-a-lot is fine nigga with out you "bitch" [Chorus] Fuck friends I make ends in the jag bubble lens Wrist breezy like the wind screamin Fuck friends Gettin head on the freeway Smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin Fuck friends I pull up in that new benz Rimz that continue to spin screamin Fuck friends They all hate you in the end Niggas fake and they wanna pretend But still fuck friends [Verse] And I dont even know you nigga But ima have to show you nigga Theres two things ya dont do nigga Dont diss Yuk or bite Yuks shit Or ima come through niggas Come through with gorillaz Come through with killaz Im godzilla fo rella You a snake you slitha Niggas bitin pacs shit They get major richer Paid you niggas but fuck you i blaze you niggas Come through with them AK's spray you niggas Lay you niggas the fuck down i hate you niggas Im the ice cream man so i made you niggas You can't fade this nigga You the fakest nigga You bit my shit Pacs shit Cash Money you even bitin Bow Wow Who the fuck you gonna bite now And real niggas like me style So you bite my style I fatha ya rhymes you like my child "bitch" (Chorus) Fuck friends I make ends in the jag bubble lens Wrist breezy like the wind screamin Fuck friends Gettin head on the freeway Smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin Fuck friends I pull up in that new benz Rimz that continue to spin screamin Fuck friends They all hate you in the end Niggas fake and they wanna pretend But still fuck friends