[chorus] You was my nigga now we beefin' I'm bustin' at you, you bustin' at me And it won't stop til' we both sleepin' (2x) [first verse] We was claimin
Traduction: Mac. Best Friends.
[Chorus] You was my nigga now we beefin' I'm bustin' at you, you bustin' at me And it won't stop til' we both sleepin' [x2] [First Verse] We was claimin
She said you been in the streets You was with that hoe again Money wrapped in rubberbands What you selling blow again ? How she got you holding guns but you call that hoe your friend
you been in the streets You was with that hoe again Money wrapped in rubber bands watcha selling blowing again How she got you on the run But you call that hoe your friend
reppin for my city even tho I don't see em often, yea As a youngin learn it's best to keep from talkin I only say I'm the best cause that what's the
before" Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" Pain In Da Ass "Fuck you" Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best" Styles
Rita waiting in a mac. [Chorus] Win again, lose again. Don't feel sad when things go bad, You just do the best you can, Do the best you can, Do the best
bring the right crown Cause... you better turn the light now YMCMB Do you really think you really wanna test me When you niggas know already who the best
was my addiction Dripping wet hot, coalesced Like Greeks with their (filafo?) Or Italians with their to-mato Pasta Or roach is to it's roaster Trapping me You and your friend mac
floors in project halls Contemplatin war niggaz I was cool with before We used to score together, Uptown coppin the raw But uhh, a thug changes, and love changes and best friends
the grand prize when I get you back at the spot I'ma certified best when it comes to rap I'm the best, God bless you and all your friends 'Cause I'm on
by my side You've always been my best friend You're the love of my life (Oh) You're everything to me (Oh) You never left my side (You're my best friend
say for execution. Your a friend of mine? (Huh!) I'll split you down the spine (Yeah!) Wind you up on a stick and step you like a fucking trine. (Huh!) Revenge is best
said 'Wait! " Got out the car, opened the gate, walked in the house And her fucking ex sealed my nigga's fate. That was my best friend, Bitch Ass Nigga
all away Number one - the best - no excuse from me I am here to serve the moral majority Cool - groovy - morning - fine Tipper Gore was a friend
