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letra de fuck friendz - yukmouth

f-ck friendz lyrics
(chorus)
f-ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f-ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f-ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f-ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n-ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f-ck friends

[verse]
you got up in the game in 1986
with ted bohannon and chris
dangerous cl!ck
but you was smokin cane n sh-t
on ya album cover rockin chris chains n sh-t
ain’t that a b-tch
you get paid then change and switch
n-gga went hollywood start hatin n sh-t
chris came with some rappers spittin flame n sh-t
the luniz and dru down that new bangin sh-t
our first album went platinum f-ck the grain n sh-t
to get fame ya start talkin on our name n sh-t
“uh” ya never wanted us in the game ya b-tch
cause if ya really did we would have been in the dangerous clique
and then you slipped dangerous dame some sh-t
that f-cked his whole life off
now he strange and stick
fatha dom beat yo ass
made you change yo cl!ck
then your studio got shot up on some gangsta sh-t
moved to atlanta
(chorus)
f-ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f-ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f-ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f-ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n-ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f-ck 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? f-ck you partna
release the monsta
i am not a sh-t talker or a sh-t starter
but its the mafia and u a b-tch imposta
my sh-t hotta i spit lava
plus im more versatile doin shows in the virgin isles
i murdered your style in the dirty south
make b-tches twerk it out and like ludacris i sell word of mouth
the word is out them n-ggas 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 “f-ck that n-gga”
yall dont get along he slapped the sh-t out you “real talk”
and now you hatin on my clout to
its all about you
but rap-a-lot is fine n-gga with out you “b-tch”
(chorus)
f-ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f-ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f-ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f-ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n-ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f-ck friends

[verse]
and i dont even know you n-gga
but ima have to show you n-gga
theres two things ya dont do n-gga
dont diss yuk or bite yuks sh-t
or ima come do n-ggas
come through with gorillaz
come through with k!llaz
im godzilla fo rella
you a snake you slitha
n-ggas bitin pacs sh-t
they get major richer
paid you n-ggas but f-ck you i blaze you n-ggas
come through with them ak’s spray you n-ggas
lay you n-ggas the f-ck down i hate you n-ggas
im the ice cream man so i made you n-ggas
you can’t fade this n-gga
you the fakest n-gga
you bit my sh-t pacs sh-t cash money you even bitin bow wow
who the f-ck you gonna bite now
and real n-ggas like me style
so you bite my style
i fatha ya rhymes you like my child “b-tch”
(chorus)
f-ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f-ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f-ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f-ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n-ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f-ck friends

- yukmouth

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