Text písně Friend Or Foe

Check one, check two
Said you know what to do
Primo, cold crush when I give it to you

Friend or foe 
Yo, state ya biz
Hmm, you tend to dough, ah
There it is
Me, I run the show, oh
And these kids
Don't like nobody comin' around here 
Fuckin' with they dough for shit
You enterprisin' though, and I like it
But fuck with the big dogs yo, I gotta bite ya
Look, it's outta my hands
And you gettin money 'round here
Is not in the plans
Don't hop your ass outta that van
Head back to Kansas
I'm sending niggas back up in campuses
Chances slimmer than that chick in Calvin Klein pantses
Let me guess, they said it was money round here
And the rest is my stoppin' you from gettin' it, correct?
Sorry to here that
My guess is you got work at the hotel
I'll take care of that, you'll also see,
Now please, give me the room key
Ya twitchin', don't do that
Ya makin' me nervous, my crew
Well they do pack, them dudes in murderers
So please, would ya, put your hands back in sight
They don't like to see me nervous
You can understand that, right?
You draw, better be Picasso, you know the best
Cause if this is not so, uh, God bless
You leave me no choice
I leave you no voice
Believe you me son
I hate to do it just as bad as you hate to see it done
Now calm your boys
Cause I'm findin' it a little hard to concentrate with all the noise
Get the point
I'll let you go, before you leave
I guess I outta let you know
I need those keys 
And a promise you neva, no matter the weather,
Eva eva eva eva eva eva eva come around here no mo'
Ha Ha


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