Fuck friendz

Intro -

(Pac laughs)
Live from the crazy house
yo that nigga crazy as hell
you heard that shit nigga?
live from the crazy house
yo that nigga crazy

my ghetto love song
(set it off, set it off, let's be friends)
(where my niggaz at, where my niggaz at, all my real niggaz
throw your muthafuckin' hands up)
(c'mon, let's go, let's go, that's how you do it)
(throw your hands in the air let me see you just throw your
hands in the air)
westside in this muthafucka right here
westside

1st Verse -

approach you and post a minute
arm on my double-R tinted
as you pass by, winking my eye, freshly scented
what's the haps baby?
come get with me and perhaps lady you can help me multiply my
stacks baby
currency seems small I need companionship
through with that scandalous shit
i bet your man ain't shit
so why you hesitatin' actin like your shit don't stink
check out my diamonds bitch every one go bling
this be a thug thang outlaw nigga with riches
cream dreamin' muthafucka on a mash for bitches
check my resume'
sippin' on crysta-l and alize (spelling)
smokin' on big weed
keyed the cali way
don't like trickin' but i'll buy you a 'fit (outfit)
I can't stand no sneaker wearin' nappy-haired bitch
let my pedigree breed briefly
the sole chief puttin' bitch made bustas to sleep with no grief
mash on my so-called comp (competition)
who da man while I'm tuggin' on your main bitch hand?
(westside)
understand this ain't no nigga like me
fuck Jay-Z he broke and I smoke daily
baby let's be friends

Hook 1 -

(singing)
let's be frien-n-n-nds
(Pac)
where my niggaz at? come on
(singing)
you ain't gotta be my man at all
long as you just break me off en-n-nds
(Pac)
all my niggaz, where my hoes at?
(singing)
why you trickin' on them other hoes?
let's be frien-n-nds
(Pac)
where all the bitches at? where all the niggaz with money where
you at baby?
(singing)
you ain't gotta be my man at all
long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds
(Pac)
cash makin' hoes
(singing)
are you trickin' on them other hoes?
let's be

2nd Verse -

I met you and I stuttered in passion
though slightly blinded by that ass
it was hard to keep my dick in my pants
everytime you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore
starin' and watchin'
me and you, one-on-one picture countless options
was it prophecy
clear as day, visions on top of me
erotic, psychotic
what possessed my body?
far from a crush I wanna bust your guts
and touch - everything inside you from my head to my nuts
you got my sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine
just a skinny nigga fuckin' 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 nine-six?
find tricks in drag
fuck dre tell that bitch he can kiss my ass
back to you
my pretty ass caramel queen
got my hands on your thighs now
let me in between as friends

Hook 2 -

(singing)
frien-n-n-nds
(Pac)
westside in this muthafucka right here
(singing)
you ain't gotta be my man at all
long as you just break me off en-n-nds
(Pac)
westside in this muthafucka
(singing)
why you trickin' on them other hoes
let's be frien-n-nds
(Pac)
westside in this muthafucka right here
(singing)
you ain't gotta be my man at all
long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds
(Pac)
in this muthafucka right here
(singing)
are you trickin' on them other hoes?

3rd Verse -

can you imagine me in playa mode?
rush the tricks
I got her - ready for a booty call
I fucked your bitch
was it me or the fame?
my dick or the game?
bet I screamed westside when I came
scream my name
cause baby it's delicious
got a weak spot for pretty bitches
up and down similar to switches
my movement
baby let your back get into it
make it fluid
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 playa hatin' niggaz cause they cock block
you probably hate to see a real thug with vision what's the
game?
rather see a nigga up in prison
why you change?
made a livin' out of cuss words, liqour and weed
a bad seed turned good
in this world of g's
baby got me fantasizin' seein' you naked
it's a fuck song - so check the record
let's be friends
(where my niggaz at? show me where my niggaz at)
(where my bitches at? thug--style)

Outro -

(singing)
let's be frien-n-n-nds
(Pac)
where my niggaz at?
where my bitches at? throw your guns in the air
(singing)
frien-n-n-nds
(Pac)
my ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on
(singing)
let's be frien-n-n-nds
(Pac)
where my niggaz at? (you ain't gotta front with me)
where my bitches at?
where my niggaz at?
(singing)
frien-n-nds
(Pac)
where my niggaz at? (i know what you want)
where my bitches at?
where my people at?
let's be
where my people at? show me where my people at
where my people at? show me where my people at
all my niggaz now, just my niggaz come
where my niggaz at, just my niggaz now
be friends
tell me where my niggaz at
be friends
tell me where my bitches at
be friends
tell me where my people at
make money take money
be friends
(singing)
frien-n-nds
(Pac)
get your cash on, let's get paid
(singing)
you ain't gotta be my man at all
long as you just break me off en-n-n-nds
(Pac)
come on, get your cash on
let's get paid
(singing)
are you trickin' on them other hoes?
let's be frien-n-nds
(Pac)
come on, get your cash on
let's get paid
(singing)
you ain't gotta be my man at all
long as you just break me off frien-n-n-nds
(Pac)
come on, get your cash on
let's get paid
(singing)
why trickin' on them other hoes
let's be frien-n-nds
(Pac)
make money, take money
make money, take money
make money, take money
make money, take money
make money, take money