Friends

[Intro: Snoop Dogg and (Nate Dogg)]

Yo yo yo, what's up Nate Dogg?

Niggas just chillin' here with the homie Warren G

(Friends, how many of us have them?)

Reminiscin' on some real friendship man

A lotta kids don't know what that word means

(Friends, how many of us have them?)

Homeboys, ya know what I'm sayin', misusin' their words

Fuck a homie, I'm lookin' for a friend

(Friends, how many of us have them?)

That's what I'm 'bout

(Friends, how many of us have them?)

Uh

How y'all doin'?

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]

Ever since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on

Clothes to lend 'em, money to spend on

But as time went by my life got a little strange

And the rules in this game seem to change

Trust, honesty, and devotion

And money, money, money is the poison potion

There's no way that I can even say

That this game has been good to me, or even bad to me

It had to be 'cause tragically the way this shit

Cracked off for Doggy Dogg was magically

And now I'm gettin' everything I'm supposed to get

But my friendship with niggas always ends up as bullshit

I listen to my momma though (my momma though)

She always tried to prepare me and warn me for the drama, love

But how could she do what I? I mean I'm do or die

But my life on the streets, that shit is suicide

So to cope I got a dogg and a locc

And keep my heat close in case these jokes go for broke

I'm mashin' with the clique 2-1-3 that is (that's right, that's right)

They my homeboys ever since kids, real friends to the end

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

Hangin' out with my homies

(How many of us have them?)

And I'm feelin' just fine

(How many of us have them?)

I've been ponderin' lately, lately

(How many of us have them?)

A lot of different things on my mind

(How many of us have them?)

It seems lately my friends list

(How many of us have them?)

Done took a slight decline

(How many of us have them?)

And if you wanna know the truth man, man

(How many of us have them?)

Them wasn't no friends of mine

(How many of us have them?)

[Interlude: Warren G]

You ain't no muthafuckin' friend of mine punk

Snitch

[Verse 2: Warren G]

You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash

All my life L-B-C, for my city I mash

All those OGs and BGs and wannabies and L-O-Cs

The only friends I got is my 2-1-3s

That's my nigga Snoop D Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E

I can't forget about my nigga H to the Dizzy

Pressure and strikes, don't wanna take no lives

But these jaws, cracks, and hood cracks will make you break some bizzacks

"Wassup homie, can I borrow some cash?"

Last week I gave you $500, so kiss my ass

I got a baby to feed, a family to see through

And shake busta snitches tweekin' like yizzou

Homies and friends, that's what they is fizzor

Stayin' tight and money right and bustin' with a 44

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

Hangin' out with my homies

(How many of us have them?)

And I'm feelin' just fine

(How many of us have them?)

I've been ponderin' lately, lately

(How many of us have them?)

A lot of different things on my mind

(How many of us have them?)

It seems lately my friends list

(How many of us have them?)

Done took a slight decline

(How many of us have them?)

And if you wanna know the truth man, man

(How many of us have them?)

Them wasn't no friends of mine

(How many of us have them?)

Hangin' out with my homies

(How many of us have them?)

And I'm feelin' just fine

(How many of us have them?)

I've been ponderin' lately, lately

(How many of us have them?)

A lot of different things on my mind

(How many of us have them?)

It seems lately my friends list

(How many of us have them?)

Done took a slight decline

(How many of us have them?)

And if you wanna know the truth man, man

Them wasn't no friends of mine