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letra de no friendz - ap. 9

[intro: dmx]
how many times do i have to tell you rap cats i have no friends
i have no friends
how many times do i have to tell you rap cats i have no friends
i have no friends
how many times do i have to tell you rap cats i have no friends
i have no friends
how many times do i have to tell you rap cats i have no friends
i have no friends

[verse 1: rydah j. klyde]
i’m friends with my pistol, i know that fa’ sho’
friends with the remi and the indo i blow
i’m even friends with benjamin and all of his friends
even friends with the crowd, when this [?] fеds
i’m friend with girlfriend who didn’t have a man
who callеd four or five friends for me and my four mans
now my mans ain’t mans, they my figaz
we gon’ expand and travel through foreign land with or without y’all n-ggas
now how you love that? b-tch, back that ass up
in the club to that while i get rich
and take trips, sn-tch ten of the baddest chicks
and take my pick, yeah baby hold that pose
now let me take this fl!ck, you thick like cake mix
moist like duncan hines, i’ma jump in from behind
i’m the rydah and i ride her, f-ck you too
and n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, no matter what y’all do
[chorus: ap. 9 & rydah j. klyde]
n-gga f-ck a friend, f-ck a friend
until i die i’m gon’ ride with my mob men, i’m stuck up in
this world with these fakes mayn, all in my face
wearin’ two when i’m laced mayn, f-ck a friend n-gga
some of these n-ggas be b-tches b (is that right)
and some of these n-ggas look just like me (or you)
and you, and you, and you and ya whole crew
can’t f-ck with me and my n-ggas(yeah)
no matter what ya told boo

[verse 2: ap. 9]
when times get rough who can i call on?
can i knock up at the front do’ when the laws come?
because i offed ’em i won’t call n0body
but my fo’ mob figaz wit’ the shotty beamin n-ggas up like scotty
it’s a crazy world
so i stay lit and f-cked up you know my baby girl
i’ve been on the run since i was a young buck i gotta twist and twirl
stick and move, bob and weave never stayed in school
all i did was f-ck with trues
like huslah, (huslah) rydah, (rydah) jacka, fed-x
ain’t no one on one, you f-ck with one you gettin’ took
we don’t talk sh-t, we talk tough, hold ya whole fam for ransom
in surplus n-gga, f-ck a friend
[chorus: ap. 9 & rydah j. klyde]
n-gga f-ck a friend, f-ck a friend
until i die i’m gon’ ride with my mob men, i’m stuck up in
this world with these fakes mayn, all in my face
wearin’ two when i’m laced mayn, f-ck a friend n-gga
some of these n-ggas be b-tches b (is that right)
and some of these n-ggas look just like me (or you)
and you, and you, and you and ya whole crew
can’t f-ck with me and my n-ggas(yeah)
no matter what ya told boo

[verse 3: rydah j. klyde & ap. 9]
talk behind my back, n-ggas sm-t my name
told the d’s i did the squeezin’ you f-cked in the game
n-ggas’ll never outshine ever since i was grindin’
and didn’t have a diamond, i was considered a diamond
amongst some cubic zirconian, speakin’ up on ya
and smile up in yo’ face never round when it was warrin’
they be [?] to throw the hood up (throw the hood up)
is it a b-tch n-gga in the house you shoulda stood up if you could’ve
couldn’t get up, always talkin’ about what you should’ve
and you would’ve, but n-gga listen
the description, that you fit, time to get a quick whippin’
so quit b-tchin’ we get to lynchin’
my mob figaz don’t toy around (toy around)
we ride around wit’ new [?] around the town
destroy the top of the roof with the fo’ pound
buckin’ at my enemies, no friend of me
soak up my ghetto remedies
and you will see b-tch pretend to be like me and mines
in due times n-ggas better check theyselves
i bust one rhyme and increase my wealth
i stay affiliated with the mob until i die
i’m gon’ die n-gga, wit’ the mob (wit’ the mob) don’t ask me why
n-gga f-ck a friend
[interlude: dmx]
how many times do i have to tell you rap cats i have no friends

[chorus: ap. 9 & rydah j. klyde]
cause some of these n-ggas be b-tches b
and some of these n-ggas look just like me
and you, and you, and you and ya whole crew
can’t f-ck with me and my n-ggas
no matter what ya told boo
n-gga f-ck a friend, f-ck a friend
until i die i’m gon’ ride with my mob men, i’m stuck up in
this world with these fakes mayn, all in my face
wearin’ two when i’m laced mayn, f-ck a friend n-gga
some of these n-ggas be b-tches b (is that right)
and some of these n-ggas look just like me (or you)
and you, and you, and you and ya whole crew
can’t f-ck with me and my n-ggas
no matter what ya told ha-ha-ha-ha

- ap 9

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