F**k All Y'all

Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody Fuck 'em Fuck all y'all Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats? Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc A nigga just got paid and we still was broke It took time, but finally the cash was mine All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends? They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all (Yeah, that's right) (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way And heey, how much money can you stack in a day? It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall "Thug For Life" sprawled all across the wall And all about my dollars make me wanna holla Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai In '94, I'll be goin' solo Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all Huh, pardon me (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I went from rags to riches Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches Went from a bucket to a rag with switches I'm seein' death around the corner I'm bumpin' "Gloria," doin' 90 'cause I wanna I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly And even though I know the cops behind me Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch) Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before I know they wanna see a nigga buried But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs Got me locked in these chains And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout? Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball I'm screamin' "Thug Life", nigga, fuck y'all Ha ha ha (fuck all) That's right, fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all I don't need nobody (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no) (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)