we ain't friends [Chorus: Nature] We ain't friends... no more... How'd it end?... cold war... We ain't close... like we use to be.. We ain't friends...
need then you came but not now we aint friends We aint friend no more, howd it end cold war, we aint close like we use to be we aint friends
feat. Kool G Rap & Nature) [Nature:] Yeah I got a lot of fuckin' friends in this world man But I don't think this nigga right here is my fuckin' friend
off ?inity? So if ya ain't got loot ya can't mack her It's all about the hammers on the big body Acura Or a hundred with a car fulla friends ?Say fresh
(feat. Outlawz) [Intro: 2Pac] I ain't got no friends Yeah, I'm a do this track Westside! MOB, Bad Boy Killa! Hahahaha, hey fat boy... [Verse 1: 2Pac
Wussup with the table-top? Get up on, and make that booty drop If you want this pay You got to work baby, I ain't goin' any way It ain't 'bout no hand
Our rhymes are slammin and we won't ever Become intimidated by the gossip stated Instead we'll strive and let it motivate us Cause we are brothers, don't
'd ya get here But the though got cut by nature find the bathroom the gut got anger Here it comes can't avoid it ain't the first time throwin up in this
blessed, things ain't too bad Still dealin with last year's sudden loss of my dad (Man, my condolences) Thanks dawg, let's begin Ain't seen you in a sec
the battle for Asgard (say no more) Atoms fam & Stronghold, nuclear clamp the mic And you and your best friend don't even sound tight I guess something ain't right We
'll rape your mindless soul And kick it back into it's hole Ain't got no time to be weak Ain't got no time to be afraid Don't spoil my energy I'll rape
car dealership where friends do stacks full of Benz, co-sign for the Benz Deep-dish rims is how I be spinnin Is it a dream or a dream that we be livin
No-No-No-No, I'm not bitter, I'm not mad. Well, maybe just a little, just a tad. I know every apple here ain't bad, But I found a worm in every single
don't let me have to dig all in your torso. And come out with your heart just to prove that you're still mortal. Man ain't God. God is God for infinity
for your friend So choose your poison, either Beef-A-Roni or a tin Can full of hors d'ouevres, served on phony porcelain They forcin' my hand... "Danny, you ain't
s damn near spent I know I'm fucking up my lungs My liver ain't 'bout shit From all the weed And all the alcohol But y'all, I can't quit [2 guys talking
stranger just might be a friend u never met yet Everybody ain't always out to get shit If you don't like where they going then you don't have to follow
ain't sweating it "Look, I'll hook-up with you next week" She said "Wait, let me walk you to the street, baby Sweet thang, don't forget to ready my letter
