Associates lyrics

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UGK


[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Ain't no such things as friends only associates
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster b*tch
I don't like watching 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*t

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
All my n*ggas is gone my down b*tch done cut
I got sum sh*t on my dome an
Then they love me or what
I'm one deep with my chrome like I ain't giving a f*ck
If I got to do this alone f*ck it that's wassup
They say it's lonely at the top an you
Gon see who your real friends
No more fo doors I'm riding a coop benz
Keepin it moving ain't focused on sh*t but not losing
If you don't fuk with me don't fuk with me
It's not confusing
And when you speak on my name watch the words your choosing
You soundin like a hater to me it's so amusing
Instead of moving on trying to do your
Own thang
You recruiting for the we hate Slim Thug gang
But ain't sh*t change here mayne
I'm still the same
Life good up out the hood sh*t I can't complain
These n*ggas say they down but they
Just pretend
I'm ridin solo to the end
Fuk friends
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Ain't no such things as friends only associates
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster b*tch
I don't like watching 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*t

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Sometimes I wonder if god forgot about me
And would my people miss me if they had to do without me
Cause anything ain't no love
A n*gga you think is yo homie is runnin up in yo girl everytime you leave her
Lonely
Each and everytime I leave my house all three of my guns is on me
Ain't none of you n*ggas is goin to
Be kicking or punching on me
And I learned my lesson about callin my homies when I need'em
Out of eleven one and a half
Shows up and the rest I still ain't seen'em
One deep till I'm on my back
Ya'll fellas out might be on my sack
I'll shoot a
Muthaf*cker if a muthaf*cker jump out of line then I'm a put'em back in line
2006 forever gloc 40 with hollows in mind
It's amazing how something so small can flip yo b*tch ass anytime
I'm an og original gangster 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 feeling
Enter the conversation and paper in my pocket I'm not feeling
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Ain't no such things as friends only associates
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster b*tch
I don't like watching 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*t

[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 wuld've murked yuh
I vouch for me an mine
Till the gavel drop down
An judge gave my time since I hogged up
The ripper
The last time I heard from my n*ggas
Still in denial in the begginin of my sentence
Two months turned to years and them years
Turned to b*tches
Sittin in my cell doin sets of push ups
No money no mail that's okay that's wassup
Momma made a man but these streets raised
A soldier
Where they kill a real n*gga make a mo daycloder
I never fold up
I'm a do my time b*tch
I'm a make parole ho
Get out and shine trick
You f*ck n*ggas better stay out my way
I awready wanna blow off yo face
For violating the code n*gga
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Ain't no such things as friends only associates
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster b*tch
I don't like watching 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*t
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