Friends Lyrics - 2pac

I wanna be 

Yo, let me fuck that nigga down 

You heard that shit nigga 

Ay yo, what you doing with that big ass? 

My ghetto love song, set it off, set it off 

Let's be friends, where my niggaz at? 

Where my niggaz, where my niggaz? 

Where my niggaz at, all my real niggaz? 

Where my niggaz, where my niggaz? 

Let's be friends 

(Throw ya hands in the air) 

There's no need to front 

(Let's see ya just throw ya hands in the air) 

Let's be friends 

(Westside in this motherfucker right here) 

(Throw ya hands in the air) 

Westside 

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Approach you and post a minute 

(Yeah) 

All on my double-R tinted as you pass bye winking 

My eye, freshly scented, what's the happs, baby? 

(What's up?) 

Come get with me and perhaps, lady 

You can help me multiply my stacks, baby 

(Ha ha ha, get money, baby) 

Currency seem small I need companionship 

(Hey) 

Through with that scandalous shit 

I bet your man ain't shit 

(Ain't shit) 

So why you hesitating? Acting like your shit don't stink 

Check out my diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink 

(Bling, bling, bling) 

Photos 

This be a thug paid, outlaw nigga with riches 

Cream dreaming mother fucker on a mash for bitches 

(Bitch) 

Check my resume, sipping on Crystalle and allazay 

Smoking on big weed, keyed the Cali way 

(Westside) 

Don't like tricking but I'll buy you a fifth 

I can't stand no sneaker-wearing nappy head bitch 

(Word) 

Let my letters read, read briefly, they're so cheap 

Putting bitch-made bustas to sleep with no grief 

Mash on my so-called cum, who the man? 

While tugging on your made bitch head 

(Westside) 

Understand this, ain't no nigga like me 

Fuck Jay-z, he broke and I smoke daily 

(Come on, y'all) 

Baby, let's be friends 

Friends 

(Where my niggaz at? Come on, y'all) 

No need to front, let's be friends 

(Where my niggaz at, all my niggaz?) 

Because I know you want to fuck 

(Where my bitches at?) 

Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends 

Because I know you want to fuck 

I met you and I stuttered in passion 

Though slightly blinded by that ass 

It was hard to keep my dick in my pants 

Every time you pass got me checking for you hardcore 

Staring and watching, me and you one on one 

(See that) 

Picture countless options, was it prophecy? 

Clear as day, visions on top of me 

(Oh, my God) 

Erotic, psychotic, would possess my body 

(Yes, yes, yes) 

Far from a quest I wanna bust your guts 

And touch everything inside you from my head to my nuts 

You got me sweating like a fat girl going for mine 

Just a skinny nigga fucking like she stole my mind 

Back in time I recall how she used to be 

I guess money and fame made you used to me 

What's up in 9-6? fine tricks in drag 

Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass 

Back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen 

(Come here baby, come here) 

Got my hands on your thighs now let me in-between 

That's friends 

Friends 

(Where my niggaz at? Hahah, where my bitches at?) 

(Throw ya guns in the air) 

No need to front, let's be friends 

(My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on) 

Because I know you want to fuck 

Let's be friends 

(Where my niggaz at? Where my bitches at?) 

(Where my niggaz at?) 

No need to front, let's be friends 

(Where my niggaz at?) 

(Where my bitches at? Where my people at?) 

Because I know you want to fuck, let's be 

Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the tricks 

I got 'em ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch 

(Ha ha) 

Was it me or the fame? My dick or the game? 

Bet I scream 'Westside' when I came 

(Westside) 

Scream my name 'cause, baby 

It's the licoius ghetto weak spot, for pretty bitches 

Up and down, similar to switches 

My movement, baby, let your back dip into it, make it fluent 

In and out, all around when a nigga do it 

You got me high, let me come inside 

I love it when you get on top, baby, let me ride 

Who wanna stop me? Am I top notch? 

Fuck player hating niggaz 'cause they cock block 

(Cock block) 

You probably hate to see a real thug with vision with the game 

Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change? 

Made a living out of cuss words, liquor and weed 

A bad seed turned good in this world of G's 

Baby got me fantasizing, seeing you naked 

It's a fuck song check the record 

(So check my record) 

Where my niggaz at? Show me where my niggaz at 

Where my bitches at? Show me where my bitches at 

(Come on) 

Where my people at? Show me where my people at 

(Right here) 

Where my people at? Show me where my people at 

(Westside in this motherfucker) 

All my niggaz now, this for niggaz here 

(Come on, Westside in this motherfucker right here) 

Where my niggaz at? Just for niggaz now 

Where my bitches at? Where my bitches? 

(Westside in this motherfucker) 

Where my bitches at? Where my bitches be? 

(Come on) 

Where my bitches at? Where my bitches? 

(Westside in this motherfucker right here) 

Where my down getting bitches? The cash getting niggaz 

(Come on) 

Be friends, tell me where my niggaz at 

(Westside in this motherfucker) 

Be friends, tell me where my bitches at 

Be friends, tell me where my people at 

(Ha ha, my ghetto love song) 

Make money, take money, be friends 

(You know) 

Make money, take money 

Make money, take money 

Make money, take money 

Let's get paid 

Come on, get your cash on 

Let's get paid