Associates (feat. J-Dawg & Z-Ro)

Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster bitch I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta shit All my niggas is gone my damn bitch done cut I got some shit on my dome an Then they love me or what I'm one deep with my chrome like I ain't givin' a fuck If I got to do this alone fuck it that's what's up They say it's lonely at the top an you Gon' see who your real friends No more fo' doors I'm ridin' a coop benz Keepin' it movin' ain't focused on shit but not losin' If you don't fuck with me don't fuck with me It's not confusin' And when you speak on my name watch the words your choosin' You soundin' like a hater to me it's so amusin' Instead of movin' on tryin' to do your Own thang You recruitin' for the we hate Slim Thug gang But ain't shit change here mayne I'm still the same Life good up out the hood shit I can't complain These niggas say they down but they Just pretend I'm ridin' solo to the end Fuck friends Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster bitch I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta shit Sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me And would my people miss me if they had to do without me 'Cause anything ain't no love A nigga you think is yo homey is runnin' up in your girl everytime you leave her lonely Each and everytime I leave my house all three of my guns is on me Ain't none of you niggas is goin' to be kickin' or punchin' on me And I learned my lesson about callin' my homies when I need'em Out of 11 one and a half Shows up & the rest I still ain't seen'em One deep 'til I'm on my back Ya'll fellas out might be on my sack I'll shoot a muthafucker if a muthafucker jump out of line then I'm a put'em back in line 2006 forever glock 40 with hollows in mind It's amazin' how something so small can flip your bitch ass anytime I'm an OG original gangsta mayne organized general Army ready to drop off chemicals 64 5-4-5 criminals But it's buisness Whenever I'm seen with a crowd that I'm not feelin' Enter the conversation & paper in my pocket I'm not feelin' Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster bitch I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta shit I done seen a whole lot in these 26 years Never thought I had peers that was undercover queers Tell these snitches in my circle awhile back I would've murked yuh I vouch for me an mine 'Til the gavel drop down An judge gave my time since I hogged up The ripper The last time I heard from my niggas Still in denial in the begginin' of my sentence Two months turned to years and them years Turned to bitches Sittin' in my cell doin' sets of pushup's No money no mail that's okay that's what's up Mama made a man but these streets raised a soldier Where they kill a real nigga make a mo' daycloder I never fold up I'm a do my time bitch I'm a make parole hoe Get out and shine trick Yeah You fuck niggas better stay out my way I already wanna blow off yo face For violatin' the code nigga Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster bitch I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta shit