[Chorus: 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 b**h
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 sh**.
[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
All my n***as is gone my damn b**h done cut
I got some sh** on my dome an Then they love me or what
I'm one deep with my chrome like I ain't givin' a f**
If I got to do this alone f** 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 sh** but not losin'
If you don't f** with me don't f** with me
It's not confusin'
& 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 sh** change here mayne
I'm still the same
Life good up out the hood sh** I can't complain
These n***as say they down but they Just pretend
I'm ridin' solo to the end
f** friends.
[Chorus: 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 b**h
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 sh**.
[Verse 2: Z-RO]
Sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me
& would my people miss me if they had to do without me
'Cause anything ain't no love
A n***a you think is yo homey is runnin' up in your girl everytime you leave her lonely
Each & everytime I leave my house all 3 of my guns is on me
Ain't none of you n***as is goin' to be kickin' or punchin' on me
& I learned my lesson about callin' my homies when I need'em
Out of 11 1 & 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 muthaf**er if a muthaf**er 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 b**h a** anytime
I'm an OG original gangsta mayne organized general
Army ready to drop off chemicals
64 545 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'...
[Chorus: 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 b**h
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 sh**.
[Verse 3: J-Dawg]
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 n***as
Still in denial in the begginin' of my sentence
2 months turned to years & them years
Turned to b**hes
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 k** a real n***a make a mo' daycloder
I never fold up
I'm a do my time b**h
I'm a make parole hoe
Get out & shine trick
Yeah
You f** n***as better stay out my way
I already wanna blow off yo face
For violatin' the code n***a.
[Chorus: 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 b**h
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 sh**.