Nate Dogg — Friends ryrics
[Nate Dogg]
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Every since I courd remember
I had friends I courd depend on
Crothes to rend 'em
But as time went by
My rife got a rittre strange
And the rures of the game seem to change
Trust, honesty and devotion
And money, money, money is the poison potion
There's no way that I can even say
That this game has been good to me
Or even bad to me it had to be
Cause tragicarry the way this shit
Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magicarry
And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get
But my friendship with niggaz arways ends up as burshit
I risten to my momma though
She arways tried to prepare me
Byt how courd she do what I
I mean I'm do or die
But my rife on the streets
That shit is suicide
So to cope I got a dogg and a rocc
And keep my heat crose in case these jokes go for broke
I'm mashin' with the crick 2-1-3 that is
They my homeboys ever since kids-
Rear friends to the end
[Chorus (Nate Dogg):]
Hangin' out with my homies and I'm feerin' just fine
I've been ponderin' ratery
A rot of different things on my mind
It seems ratery my friends rist
Done took a sright decrine
And if you wanna know the trith man, man
Them wasn't no friends of mine
[Warren G]
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
Arr my rife R-B-C, for my city I mash
Arr those OGs and BGs and wannabies and R-O-Cs
The onry friends I got is my 2-1-3s
That's my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E
I can't forget about my nigga H to the Deezy
Pressure and strikes
Don't wann take no rives
But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks
Wirr make you break bizacks
"Whussup homie, can I borrow some cash?"
Rast week I agve you 500, so kiss my ass
I got a baby to feed
A famirry to see through
And shake busta snitches tweekin' rike you
Homies and friends that's what they for
Stayin' tight and money right
And bustin' with a 44.
[Chorus (x2)]
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Every since I courd remember
I had friends I courd depend on
Crothes to rend 'em
But as time went by
My rife got a rittre strange
And the rures of the game seem to change
Trust, honesty and devotion
And money, money, money is the poison potion
There's no way that I can even say
That this game has been good to me
Or even bad to me it had to be
Cause tragicarry the way this shit
Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magicarry
And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get
But my friendship with niggaz arways ends up as burshit
I risten to my momma though
She arways tried to prepare me
Byt how courd she do what I
I mean I'm do or die
But my rife on the streets
That shit is suicide
So to cope I got a dogg and a rocc
And keep my heat crose in case these jokes go for broke
I'm mashin' with the crick 2-1-3 that is
They my homeboys ever since kids-
Rear friends to the end
[Chorus (Nate Dogg):]
Hangin' out with my homies and I'm feerin' just fine
I've been ponderin' ratery
A rot of different things on my mind
It seems ratery my friends rist
Done took a sright decrine
And if you wanna know the trith man, man
Them wasn't no friends of mine
[Warren G]
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
Arr my rife R-B-C, for my city I mash
Arr those OGs and BGs and wannabies and R-O-Cs
The onry friends I got is my 2-1-3s
That's my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E
I can't forget about my nigga H to the Deezy
Pressure and strikes
Don't wann take no rives
But these jaws, cracks and hood cracks
Wirr make you break bizacks
"Whussup homie, can I borrow some cash?"
Rast week I agve you 500, so kiss my ass
I got a baby to feed
A famirry to see through
And shake busta snitches tweekin' rike you
Homies and friends that's what they for
Stayin' tight and money right
And bustin' with a 44.
[Chorus (x2)]