Friend Of Mine Lyrics - Singles - Nature

(nature talking) yeah I got alot of fuckin' friends in this world man, 

But I don't think this nigga right here is my fuckin' friend, I heard 

Alot of shit right here, I think I'm 'bout to explain what a fuckin' 

Friend is, knowwhati'msayin'? a friend is a nigga that'll be there to 

Squeeze for you, count your cheese for you, whatever, push your ki's for 

You, bone the same bitch and catch the same disease wit' you, if it 

Don't go down like that then they aint' your friend. 

Verse 1: (e-money bags) 

You can hate or love this 

No matter what you think a thug is 

Bitches who know the stee, they all wanna plug with this god 

You hear my name in the beauty salon 

And nails too 

My name properly branded up in there tatoo 

Blow their back too, I'm popular 

Put the glock to ya 

Empower ya, in fact 

You won't believe it 'till you don't get your shit back 

Yo luckily I lived that 

Niggas on your team tell you "damm you shouldn't have did that" 

I sit back and observe ya'll 

Reminiscent when I herbed all ya'll 

E-money bags in blood printed on the wall 

Who you gonna call? toast busters 

Niggas who roller coast behind drug connects don't trust us 

Some can't relate to this, outta state we flip 

I won't come back without a new house and a whip 

I do shit that you kick 

If you do it too, then you sick 

I move dolo, co-defendants is a no-no. 

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Chorus (all 3) 

It be the money niggas with the respect and all the power 

Keep the teck beside the shower 

Condos be on the towers 

We livin' what comes out of our mouth for all you cowards, 

Introducin' nature, he be a friend of ours... 

Verse 2: (nature) 

Handshakes turn to hugs and hugs turn to headlocks 

You violate I let the led pop 

Makin' you a movin' target 

I'll send a slug through ya garments 

Think I give a fuck who you involved wit'? 

Q.b. smooth pirahnnas 

The young minister's menace 

I dropped out the tenth grade, never finished 

Merked off, for these chips I be the work horse 

Workin' overtime, you'll get your first loss fuckin' with us 

Set trends, some are original like us and some'll mimic 

I try to seperate fact from gimmick 

Crack from women 

Platinum driven 

Automatic results 

I'm hearin' attica will shatter your hopes 

Habits I broke, like talkin' on the phone when I'm fired up 

Niggas be wired up like human aiwa's 

Could it be that they be snitchin' or they just admirers 

A friend of ours, in a non-trustworthy environment. 

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Chorus (all 3) 

It be the money niggas, with the respect and all the power 

Keep the teck beside the shower 

Condo's be on the towers 

Livin' what comes out the mouth of all you cowards, 

Introducin' kool g. rap, he be a friend of ours. 

Verse 3: (kool g. rap) 

Godfather saga 

Hit you dead in the chest like shots of vodka 

Funerals crowded like soccer while I'm watchin' opera 

Last like sinatra, blast like binaca 

Binoculars is how I watched you droppin' from the chopper 

Mafia imposter 

Get left for dead with your face inside of your plate of pasta 

For bein' a hasa, salude to my crew to prosper (salude) 

You know how we do, we ice pick your boulder 

You meet death over glasses of ice with the bola 

Blood on your shoulder 

Mink cosa nostra 

Keepin' the heater with the toasters 

Dough in the sofa's 

Cashmere with gator loafers 

We bulletproof the rovers and pimp smack you sober 

My whole crew is menaces, lieutenants and soldiers 

Flip on you the way that montana did to minola 

Convincin' voters holdin' mad dough thats older than yoda 

Leave bad odors when we leave cobras twisted like yoga 

Colder than the cats thats in ebola 

Bubble like soda 

Bendin' these young mamacitas over 

Cross me I'll cut out your mama's ovaries 

Kid, you know the steez 

Have your wake smellin' like potpourri 

On the low key, ship ki's to overseas 

My shit gets sold quicker than groceries 

K-double-o-l-and g, you know it's me.