Letras:
Streets We Can Never Be Friends

it to end We can never be friends We can make it easy. We can never be friends One wants to stay together One wants it to end We can never be friends We can

be a lot of fun I'm aware that friendship can die young As the glow from the street light bled Down the Langlands Road we set off the best of friends

all, muthafuck em all Ya'll done turned a good guy into a Chuckie doll I would've been your friend till the end bitch Guess there ain't no friends in

: (feat. DJ Clue, Joe Budden, Paul Cain) [Intro - DJ Clue] Yeah y'all This the Triangle Offense Ghetto Fab Paul Cain, Joe Buddens We all "Street Dreams

as hot as a dream Late night phone calls from one of my close friends Telling you that we are rushing to the E.R. About this time tomorrow we were supposed to be

is a weapon If you use it like you 'posed to than you could be Malcolm X Instead of counting body bags, my nigga should be counting checks Don't be a follower nigga, be

hoe Harlem way to Queensbidge moving packs yo Might have lost a couple friend, but I got my gat though Blast foes, my rap goes can never stop my cash

dippin' gold bangin' Friend or Foe, feel me Yea when from a young and dumbin' To da second comin' Niggas can't see in da Phantom I call them Stevie Wonder It never

til friends turn enemies, Streets kept me laced like bloods dipped in hennesse, You *****z act like the Game can't roll 'em out, One man show still sell a motherfucker out, We