Friends (feat. Snoop Dogg & Warren G.)

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? Every since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on Clothes to lend 'em, money to spend on But as time went by, my life got a little strange And the rules in this 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 tragically The way this shit cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get But my friendship with niggas always ends up as bullshit I listen to my momma though She always tried to prepare me, and warn me for the drama now But how could she do what I, I mean I'm do or die But my life on the streets, that shit is suicide So to cope I got a Dogg and a Locc And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke I'm mashin' with the click 2-1-3 that is They my homeboys ever since kids, real friends to the end Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man, how many of us have them? Them wasn't no friends of mine, how many of us have them? You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash All my life LBC, for my city I mash All those OG's and BG's and wannabe's and L-O-C's The only friends I got is my 2-1-3's That's my nigga Snoop D Whoop and my nigga N-A-T-E I can't forget about my nigga H to the Dizzy Pressure and strikes, don't wanna take no lives But these jaw-jacks and hood cracks'll make you break some dizzacks "Whassup homie, can I borrow some cash?" Last week I gave you 500, so kiss my ass I got a baby to feed, a family to see through And shake busta snitches, tweakin' like gizzoo Homies and friends, that's what they bizzo Stayin' tight and money right and bustin' with a .44 Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man, how many of us have them? Them wasn't no friends of mine, how many of us have them? Hangin' out with my homies, how many of us have them? And I'm feelin' just fine, how many of us have them? I've been ponderin' lately, lately, how many of us have them? A lot of different things on my mind, how many of us have them? It seems lately my friends list, how many of us have them? Done took a slight decline, how many of us have them? And if you wanna know the truth man, man Them wasn't no friends of mine