Fuck All Y'All

[00:01.65] Ha ha ha (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)
[00:05.34] Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all
[00:08.50] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) I don't need nobody
[00:12.54] Fuck 'em
[00:13.62] Fuck all y'all
[00:17.09] Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me
[00:19.95] When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me
[00:22.12] I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back
[00:25.02] Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?
[00:27.74] Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl
[00:30.78] Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all
[00:33.54] We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
[00:36.18] We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins
[00:39.15] You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc
[00:41.94] A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
[00:44.79] It took time, but finally the cash was mine
[00:47.39] All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind
[00:50.55] Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes
[00:53.24] It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place
[00:55.91] And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?
[00:58.83] They straight busted and can't be trusted, fuck y'all
[01:03.66] (Yeah, that's right)
[01:04.85] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all
[01:10.35] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all
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[01:21.80] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)
[01:23.56] I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use, 'cause I'm a hopeless thug
[01:27.30] Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was
[01:30.09] Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way
[01:32.96] And heey, how much money can you stack in a day?
[01:35.68] It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs
[01:38.47] I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough
[01:41.22] I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall
[01:44.12] "Thug For Life" sprawled all across the wall
[01:46.87] And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
[01:49.96] Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow
[01:52.64] I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks
[01:55.56] Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart
[01:58.21] What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive
[02:01.06] I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai
[02:03.88] In '94, I'll be goin' solo
[02:05.86] Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo, fuck all y'all
[02:09.95] Huh, pardon me
[02:12.63] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all
[02:18.34] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all
[02:26.10] Fuck all y'all
[02:29.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)
[02:31.35] I went from rags to riches
[02:32.99] Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches
[02:35.63] Went from a bucket to a rag with switches
[02:37.78] I'm seein' death around the corner
[02:40.01] I'm bumpin' "Gloria," doin' 90 'cause I wanna
[02:43.37] I'm gettin' high, and like I said, it was some chocolate thai
[02:46.25] Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly
[02:48.96] And even though I know the cops behind me
[02:51.42] Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90 (biatch)
[02:54.35] Until I get caught, another ticket get to kick it in court
[02:57.53] Fuck the law, give a shit, I'm even worse than before
[03:00.22] I know they wanna see a nigga buried
[03:02.34] But I ain't worried, still throwin' these thangs
[03:04.80] Got me locked in these chains
[03:06.00] And hey, nigga, what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?
[03:08.81] Soon as I hit the cell, I'll be bailin' out
[03:11.62] And when I hit the streets, I'm in a rush to ball
[03:14.33] I'm screamin' "Thug Life", nigga, fuck y'all
[03:17.29] Ha ha ha (fuck all)
[03:18.89] That's right, fuck all y'all
[03:20.68] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) That's right, fuck all y'all
[03:24.95] I don't need nobody
[03:26.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all
[03:30.74] Fuck all y'all (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)
[03:33.54] Fuck the bitches, the tele news, New York Posts, all those motherfuckers
[03:37.67] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends) Fuck all y'all
[03:40.60] Fuck 'em (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)
[03:48.78] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)
[03:54.40] (I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)
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