Artist: 2Pac
Song:   Fuck Friendz
Album:  Until The End Of Time

[Intro]
oh, who hoo hoo
live from the crazy house
you heard that shit nigga
live from the crazy house
yo that nigga be crazy as hell

(hey yo, what you doing with that big ass nigga anyway ?)
my ghetto love song
(set it off, set it off)
lets be friends

mixed together:
(where my niggaz at, where my niggaz, where my niggaz, where my niggaz, where my niggaz at)
(where my real niggaz at, all  my real niggaz, throw you mother fucking hands up)
(c'mon, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets see you throw you hands in the air, throw em, throw em, throw em)
(west side in this mother fucker right here, west side)
(throw you hands in the air, let me see you just throw you hands in the air)


[Verse 1]
Approach you and post a minute (yeah)
Arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass bye winkin
My eye, freshly scented
What's the happs baby? (what's up?)
Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me multiply my stacks baby (ha ha ha get money baby)
Currency seem small I need companionship (hey)
Through with that scandalous shit
I bet your man ain't shit (ain't shit)
So why you hesitating?
Actin like your shit don't stink
Check out my diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
This be a thug thang, outlaw nigga with riches
Cream dreamin mother fucker, on a mash for bitches (bitch)
Check my resume, sippin on crystalle and allazay 
Smokin on big weed, keyed the Cali way (Westside!)
Don't like trickin but I'll buy you a fifth
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, who the man?
While I'm thuggin on your made bitch head (westside!)
Understand this, ain't no nigga like me
Fuck Jay-Z, he broke and I smoke daily (come on y'all)
Baby let's be friends


[Chorus] 
(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
 

[Verse 2]
I met you and I stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin for you hardcore
Staring and watchin, me and you one on one (see that)
Picture countless options
Was it prophecy?
Clear as day, visions on top of me (oh my god)
Erotic, psychotic, would possess my body (yes, yes, yes)
Far from a crush I wanna bust your guts
And touch everything inside you from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat girl going 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 9-6? fine tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen (come here baby, come here!)
Got my hands on your thighs now let me in-between
That's friends


[Chorus] 
(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?


[Verse 3]
Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the tricks
I got her ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch (Ha Ha!)
Was it me or the fame?
My dick or the game?
Bet I scream 'westside' when I came (westside!)
Scream my name
Cause baby it's the licoius got a weak spot, for pretty bitches
Up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby let your back dip into it, make it fluent
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 player hatin niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision was the game
Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a living out of cuss words, liquor and weed
A bad seed turned good in this world of G's
Baby got me fantasizing, seeing you naked
It's a fuck song check the record (so check my record)


[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