Friends Turn Foes

(*Enjoli talking*)

Y'all niggaz wanna play with us, we'll woop all you hoe ass niggaz

Cock sucking ass niggaz, you wanna talk down

If you gon talk down, then grow in your mouth bitch

One mo' till you go, me and my niggaz riders

Screwed Up guerillas, wig splitters and cap peelers

And we gon let you hoe ass niggaz, know about yourself

How you love that, bitch

[Lil' O]

Hit the block masked up, hopped out of the Regal

In all black with the Mack, and bust like it's legal

Niggaz running jumping gates, suckers pissing they pants

(O let me talk), but I didn't give him a chance

See I'm raw playa, so I give him raw back words

And hit 'em with some shit, that'll make they ass hurt

See they ran up in my crib, cause they knew I had work

I swear I'll bury all them niggaz, in my backyard

Underneath the swing set, so where my nephews play

They'll be stomping and kicking, all over they grave

See I trusted them niggaz, cause they was my dogs

But I busted them niggaz, coming out my house

Came home early, cause I got roll like a pound

In the casino in Lake Charles, shooting craps out of town

If I had been up in the crib, they woulda filled me with rounds

These 'spose to be my partnas, how the fuck that sound

[Hook - 2x]

Friends turn foes, when you get some figgas

That's why I don't fuck, with these hoes ass niggaz

See they smile in your face, when you gone they glitter

That's why I stay one deep, with my hand on my trigga

[E.S.G.]

If I don't hit him with the trigga, I'ma hit him with the the steel-toe

For real though, pass the calicoe to Lil' O

Now here I go, with this hater-hurter murder shit

Know what you did last summer, I come to serve you bitch

I don't bar nan nigga, and I don't bar your block

Heard you bumping your fucking gums, at the barbershop

I won't unload my X, clear and let my ruger rip

And buck you, so this is what I do

Thinking bout the shit that we use to do, sipping on 4's and juices foo'

Hang around swang around, coming down banging Screw wit you

Cook ki's what-what, smoke weed what-what

You rat motherfucking police, what-what

Y'all some lame niggaz, fucked up in the game niggaz

We quick to aim niggaz, at point blank range niggaz

Ain't nothing changed niggaz, we down to swang niggaz

Let our nuts hang, like big ol' piece and chain niggaz

[Hook - 2x]

[Al-D]

Boys plexing talking shit, cause I grip's they thick

Loc'd up and po'd up, while your gal on dick

Having big thangs, and won't change for none

Too real for you to kill, with a platinum tongue

Screwed Up independent, forever recommended

Watch your ass talking shit, cause we be all up in it

Like the task at your do', knocking boys off feet

Touch the street with your teeth, nose toe off sleep

Get backer forty jacker, bad actor run up

Fuck around and lay it down, with a hole in your gut

Static nut, automatic round lead giver

Headache donator, hater fade him wig splitter

Al-D a real nigga, E.S.G. a real killer

Lil' O ain't no hoe, fuck with Screw we gon kill ya

And body bag them niggaz, with your fake smiles and lies

If you so-called friend, you turn fake I ain't surprised

[Hook - 2x]

(*Enjoli talking*)

Ha-ha you hoe ass niggaz, how you love that

4-4 to your dome, like I said befo' motherfucker

Niggaz can't see us or be us, maan

Can't help but to feel the real, recognize

Bitch made ass niggaz, cock sucking ass niggaz

Feel us, we grind on all you mark ass niggaz bitch