Letra de You Ma Friend - Ghostface Killah

(Feat. Method Man)

Uh-huh

You know this goes out to all the good friends in the world

You know, when you there for a person, that person is there for you

All around the ball

You know what it is, you know automatically 'cause y'all spirits connect

Yo

If you so-called my friend, would you give me a kidney?

Hold on, nah, I know you'll go to war with me

If I die, will you still stop by the crib

To check on my kids without fuckin' my wiz?

You my friend, right? (Stop playin', Ghost)

Yo, you my friend, right? (Yo, stop pla—)

Would you slide 'em a few ones if they get hungry

Even if it's your last little bit of money?

Would you think about me? Still pray for me?

On my birthday, bake a lil' cake for me?

Look at our pictures? Go to my gravesite?

Like once a year, I'll be alright

You my friend, right? We don't pretend, right?

Let's keep it real around the ball, we all men, right?

Would you feed me if I was in a wheelchair?

Visit me every day 'cause you still care?

You say you love me, brother, I love you

I push you out the way then take a slug for you

That's if I love you, that's what real brothers do

Look at me, nigga, nigga, I fucks with you

Yeah, I love niggas

But that be the same love that I tell my bitches

I'm all about the love with the cool E

Not the lil' fake shit with the UV

Feel me, though?

Friend

We brothers 'til the sun burn up

'Til the last breath in our lungs and two glasses of bitter scotch

Friend

Someone to lean on when times is rough

Trustworthy with a MAC

Never steal and above that

We ought to have them friends

Yeah, you my friend, right? Through thick and thin, right?

Closest kin, so we ain't gotta pretend, right?

Friends to the end even if those ends don't end right

Send me them M's if I'm in the pen', I'll send kites

Day ones since lil' ones, we spend nights

But mothers is wantin' to stop the fun and end fights

We men, right? Sometimes we fight, we friends, right?

Actin' all lightskin and you ain't even that skin type (Nah)

You probably get all in your feels now, won't ya?

You probably wishin' looks could kill now, don't ya?

Picture that, we go back like old macks

Four flats on the Cadillac, loadin' up old scraps

'Cause you my friend, right?

Life has a price, just makin' sure you spend right

When men fight, they spin the block to end life

You spin the block, ensure you hit 'em, then spin twice

No insight, we ain't see the signs for thin ice

Sensitive types, beware of tigers with thin stripes

Friends to the end even if those ends don't end right

I'm stayin' close to my skinfolk, we skin-tight

Makes sense, right?

From Carhartts and steel toes

To stealing hoes and each other's clothes, we still bros

Wish you was here, though, drop a tear for the years, bro

Been years since I've heard from my peers, where did the years go?

Friend

We brothers 'til the sun burn up

'Til the last breath in our lungs and two glasses of bitter scotch

Friend

Someone to lean on when times is rough

Trustworthy with a MAC

Never steal and above that

We ought to have them friends

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