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Snoop Dogg - Текст песни Friends(feat. Kokane
[Kokane]
 Life is much mo' precious
 Than you'll think
 Like a game'll make yo chips sink
 It's so hard
 Hard to trust a smile and face
 When niggas got intentions already taking yo place
 Keep my head up and stand tall
 If I stumble, then I'll fall
 Will you pick me up at all?
 Will you pick me up at all?
 I'm a keep it gangsta till my end
 Cause some people do pretend
 And ain't too many of us that we can call friends
 That we can call friends
 Ohhhhhhh
 [Goldie Loc]
 Now all I gotta do is keep my head up
 And walk a straight line when fake friends won't mind
 But I'm kind-hearted
 And don't like being stepped on
 If I wasn't real, I wouldn't be in this position
 Like that, dogg, I got a whole lot to say
 I'm by myself with my rhymes when we kick it all day
 Lil' Jay used to say I'd never be nobody
 But you know what I never do?
 Smoke it off like Gotti
 Five million dollar hits puttin in saxophones
 Tray Deee & Snoop, we sound good on this microphone
 I never threaten nobody to make it happen
 Let me show you how we eat a full meal off this rappin'
 But if I had a chance to give it back
 I'd give it to the ones who helped me do that
 Do that, straight from the heart
 Eastside till I die
 We ain't no contract friends, we doggs for lifeSnoop Dogg - Friends(feat. Kokane - http://ru.motolyrics.com/snoop-dogg/friends-feat-kokane-lyrics.html
 [Tray Deee]
 It's a trip how we Crip
 Suppose the enemies still
 With both sides ride causing plenty of tears
 Insane's and 20's both from the same city
 A bunch of down niggas and it ain't that many
 Me, C, and the G can think back to the start
 Homies chillin', getting high, shooting craps in the park
 And having a heart
 To get 'em up if it was beef
 Head up like G's, take it out in the street
 Hold ya own was the code that I growed to view
 So I fucked with and stuck with a chosen few
 But Snoop Dogg, you can call me, whatever the case
 And homie that ain't nothing that the set could erase
 You put me with the homie, Goldie, though we never had spoke
 A Insane with a 20, now we hell of a close
 And y'all kids, my kids, so we family now
 Cause I could never see you doing bad without
 And that's real
 [Kokane]
 Life is much mo' precious
 Than you'll think
 Like a game'll make yo chips sink
 It's so hard
 Hard to trust a smile and face
 When niggas got intentions already taking yo place
 Keep my head up and stand tall
 If I stumble, then I'll fall
 Will you pick me up at all?
 Will you pick me up at all?
 I'm a keep it gangsta till my end
 Cause some people do pretend
 And ain't too many of us that we can call friends That we can call friends... [fades out]










