Songtext zu 'Friend of Mine' von Nature

(nature talking) yeah I got alot of fuckin friends in this world man,
But I dont think this nigga right here is my fuckin friend, I heard
Alot of shit right here, I think Im bout to explain what a fuckin
Friend is, knowwhatimsayin? a friend is a nigga thatll be there to
Squeeze for you, count your cheese for you, whatever, push your kis for
You, bone the same bitch and catch the same disease wit you, if it
Dont go down like that then they aint your friend.

Verse 1: (e-money bags)
You can hate or love this
No matter what you think a thug is
Bitches who know the stee, they all wanna plug with this god
You hear my name in the beauty salon
And nails too
My name properly branded up in there tatoo
Blow their back too, Im popular
Put the glock to ya
Empower ya, in fact
You wont believe it till you dont get your shit back
Yo luckily I lived that
Niggas on your team tell you "damm you shouldnt have did that"
I sit back and observe yall
Reminiscent when I herbed all yall
E-money bags in blood printed on the wall
Who you gonna call? toast busters
Niggas who roller coast behind drug connects dont trust us
Some cant relate to this, outta state we flip
I wont come back without a new house and a whip
I do shit that you kick
If you do it too, then you sick
I move dolo, co-defendants is a no-no.

Chorus (all 3)
It be the money niggas with the respect and all the power
Keep the teck beside the shower
Condos be on the towers
We livin what comes out of our mouth for all you cowards,
Introducin nature, he be a friend of ours...

Verse 2: (nature)
Handshakes turn to hugs and hugs turn to headlocks
You violate I let the led pop
Makin you a movin target
Ill send a slug through ya garments
Think I give a fuck who you involved wit?
Q.b. smooth pirahnnas
The young ministers menace
I dropped out the tenth grade, never finished
Merked off, for these chips I be the work horse
Workin overtime, youll get your first loss fuckin with us
Set trends, some are original like us and somell mimic
I try to seperate fact from gimmick
Crack from women
Platinum driven
Automatic results
Im hearin attica will shatter your hopes
Habits I broke, like talkin on the phone when Im fired up
Niggas be wired up like human aiwas
Could it be that they be snitchin or they just admirers
A friend of ours, in a non-trustworthy environment.

Chorus (all 3)
It be the money niggas, with the respect and all the power
Keep the teck beside the shower
Condos be on the towers
Livin what comes out the mouth of all you cowards,
Introducin kool g. rap, he be a friend of ours.

Verse 3: (kool g. rap)
Godfather saga
Hit you dead in the chest like shots of vodka
Funerals crowded like soccer while Im watchin opera
Last like sinatra, blast like binaca
Binoculars is how I watched you droppin from the chopper
Mafia imposter
Get left for dead with your face inside of your plate of pasta
For bein a hasa, salude to my crew to prosper (salude)
You know how we do, we ice pick your boulder
You meet death over glasses of ice with the bola
Blood on your shoulder
Mink cosa nostra
Keepin the heater with the toasters
Dough in the sofas
Cashmere with gator loafers
We bulletproof the rovers and pimp smack you sober
My whole crew is menaces, lieutenants and soldiers
Flip on you the way that montana did to minola
Convincin voters holdin mad dough thats older than yoda
Leave bad odors when we leave cobras twisted like yoga
Colder than the cats thats in ebola
Bubble like soda
Bendin these young mamacitas over
Cross me Ill cut out your mamas ovaries
Kid, you know the steez
Have your wake smellin like potpourri
On the low key, ship kis to overseas
My shit gets sold quicker than groceries
K-double-o-l-and g, you know its me.