Slim Thug - Associates lyrics

[Chorus: Z-RO] Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster b**h I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta sh**. [Verse 1: Slim Thug] All my n***as is gone my damn b**h done cut I got some sh** on my dome an Then they love me or what I'm one deep with my chrome like I ain't givin' a f** If I got to do this alone f** it that's what's up They say it's lonely at the top an you Gon' see who your real friends No more fo' doors I'm ridin' a coop benz Keepin' it movin' ain't focused on sh** but not losin' If you don't f** with me don't f** with me It's not confusin' & when you speak on my name watch the words your choosin' You soundin' like a hater to me it's so amusin' Instead of movin' on tryin' to do your Own thang You recruitin' for the we hate Slim Thug gang But ain't sh** change here mayne I'm still the same Life good up out the hood sh** I can't complain These n***as say they down but they Just pretend I'm ridin' solo to the end f** friends. [Chorus: Z-RO] Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster b**h I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta sh**. [Verse 2: Z-RO] Sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me & would my people miss me if they had to do without me 'Cause anything ain't no love A n***a you think is yo homey is runnin' up in your girl everytime you leave her lonely Each & everytime I leave my house all 3 of my guns is on me Ain't none of you n***as is goin' to be kickin' or punchin' on me & I learned my lesson about callin' my homies when I need'em Out of 11 1 & a half Shows up & the rest I still ain't seen'em One deep 'til I'm on my back Ya'll fellas out might be on my sack I'll shoot a muthaf**er if a muthaf**er jump out of line then I'm a put'em back in line 2006 forever glock 40 with hollows in mind It's amazin' how something so small can flip your b**h a** anytime I'm an OG original gangsta mayne organized general Army ready to drop off chemicals 64 545 criminals But it's buisness Whenever I'm seen with a crowd that I'm not feelin' Enter the conversation & paper in my pocket I'm not feelin'... [Chorus: Z-RO] Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster b**h I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta sh**. [Verse 3: J-Dawg] I done seen a whole lot in these 26 years Never thought I had peers that was undercover queers Tell these snitches in my circle awhile back I would've murked yuh I vouch for me an mine 'Til the gavel drop down An judge gave my time since I hogged up The ripper The last time I heard from my n***as Still in denial in the begginin' of my sentence 2 months turned to years & them years Turned to b**hes Sittin' in my cell doin' sets of pushup's No money no mail that's okay that's what's up Mama made a man but these streets raised A soldier Where they k** a real n***a make a mo' daycloder I never fold up I'm a do my time b**h I'm a make parole hoe Get out & shine trick Yeah You f** n***as better stay out my way I already wanna blow off yo face For violatin' the code n***a. [Chorus: Z-RO] Ain't no such things as friends only Associates So if you run up on me I'm pullin' my gun out of my holster b**h I don't like watchin' my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get Gangsta sh**.