Birdman - We Could Never Be Friends lyrics

[Baby] (All gravy n***a, f**) f** them n***as cause they b**h made anyway Can't come in tha hood, I hope he got an A-K He crossed tha line, n***a dropped a dime Then he ran to those white folks sayin' I tried I Stunna one of a kind you muthaf**a Catch me in tha summer in a rag top hummer n***a pack yo tools, n***a pay yo dues Been a G about this gangsta sh**, it ain't no rules n***a cook yo food, hard ki's we move Then yo get up on tha stand & you cross yo dude Let them people play you n***a, now it's time to lose Got some k**as in tha pen wanna give you tha blues An on tha outside n***as do what they do We in tha projects grindin' wit that girl or tha poo Yo whole family ain't safe cause I'm k**in' 'em too I put a hit on every n***a that's close to you [Chorus] Little jive a** n***a - we can never be friends Oh b**h made n***a - we can never be friends You a p**y muthaf**a - we can never be freinds We Can Never Be Friends, We Can Never Be friends You f**in' up a n***a work - we can never be friends You put a hoe before yo homies - we can never be friends You turnin' state on yo homies - we can never be friends n***a, We Could Never Be Friends [Lac] I was raised around dope & crack fiends, stranglers & triple beams You can not imagine all tha sh** that a n***a seen Now I done seen n***as get they head busted for nothin' They leave & come back stuntin' like they bout it & wasn't Better watch them some n***a or stop them some n***a This a n***a wit a black hooded & pops them a n***a The people came thru & they done kicked in my Ma's do' They tore up my Ma's house & questioned my folks My momma stood up & said "Ain't no Lac here Get yo dogs, get tha f** out & don't come back here" I'm tired of runnin', I can't turn back, I hear tha sirens comin' Now they can give a lovely f** why I done it An all they need to prove is that I fired somethin' Or hit 9 lil' children My potna got k**ed & they say I'm the gunman You f**in' right I know him & f**in' right I done him [Chorus] [Stone] (Look) I was tha first n***a out tha click wit a cuban connect An tha first to push a six thru tha Nolia project I broke bread wit all my n***as gave 'em tha prices I get Turn the projects to condeminiums & diamonds to begets Was tha first to go to feds, I left my two month old daughter Her momma said since I left my friends ain't pa**ed a quater When I rolled out same n***as was in my face again Like " Stone you out early, man we thought you got ten" We kicked tha bo bo, swapped lies, given hugs & dap But you know hugs ain't love, n***as is checkin' for straps Each one of them owein' me a dub, ain't even mention tha snaps I knew then it was bad blood, I'm bout to twist some caps Gun in hand, I'm eatin' grits, I haven't done this in awhile I see one in a blue sedan sharin' kisses & smiles I creep up on him, popped tha van, ran thru tha crowd Hit tha corner of Washington then I popped up his house [Chorus] [Mack 10] (Yo, yo) I keep a four pound co*ked wit hollows in tha chamber Been a real lil' n***a since a B-G banger Plus I'm down wit tha k**as no matter red or blue An too bad I can't say tha same sh** bout you Cause you's a b**h n***a dawg & square as a preist An you's a snitch n***a dawg cause you told tha police I hold trial in tha streets & keep it gangsta fa sho An tha only n***as run to tha law is a hoe So you was all about tha rah rah sh** back then But yo money ain't long & you know you can't win Your boy Mack a shot caller & if you hate me I feel you Cause I got enough bread to pay yo homies to k** you Yo I can kick back, f**, & have fun all year An you can snitch, watch your back, & you can still disappear An while you P-C up I stay mashin' for dollas So when you ready for tha get down n***a just holla [Chorus] - 2x