My Buddy lyrics

Artist  : G-unit 
Song : My Buddy



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[Chorus: 50 Cent]

My buddy, my
buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my
buddy
Can run for your life on the stick up
out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay
your ass out mothafucka is simple
Stay in your
place your place I recommend or say hello to my
litte friend

[Lloyd
Banks]

Everywhere I go I gotta tag
along
Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they
mad I'm on
They ride with me when I'm past the
mall
Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm
playin' a game of basketball
One sqeeze will
make a bastard fall
Gasp and crall
You need
a bulletproof vest mask and all
Bring your
buddy when it's time to roam (why?)
Cause I
got hit the last time I left mom at home
My
hand bling full of platinum the shine is
chrome
He even got closet space inside of my
home
He ain't never been broke he
glitchless
So reliable I bought him a rubber
coat for Christmas
Infared beam in the scope
for distance
The best company wouldn't proach
in business
He who ride with me to the
end
We all gotta friend
And mine is a
G-U-N.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

My buddy
gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
Like Tommy
did the cops had the block all locked off
Take
them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash
can
My finger tips sore for four hours I
backround
She meet him his destination hell or
heaven
Cause I only bring em out for that
187
He dont have a heart I just keep feeding
him shells
He get it poppin' in the hood so
his name ring bell
Ms. Jones stay on the third
floor she call the cops on me
They came I ran I
had to toss my Uncle little homie
Niggas they
all got new friends so they stay in there place
kid
I stay screamin' on niggaz and beatin' up
base heads
These niggaz sayin' doley just like
they pretend
Keep fuckin' around they gon say
hello to my little friend.

[Chorus: 50
Cent]

[Young Buc]

We been through
it all yet we both still livin'
We been in a
box but we both still spittin'
And when there
was beef you even played your position
Got
under the seat until we spotted our victim
At
first they wouldn't listen to they heard you go
off
Remember it was broad daylight in the
middle of New York
And little did they know we
was ready for war
Bet that nigga wished he'd
never stick his window out the door
See
whenever you come out something happen on the
block
You the reason that nigga done stop
rappin' like Pac
People see you ain't run and
you even say shit
They just know you ain't
nothin' to play wit
Stay wit 16 homies and one
in the hole
When the first one get out the next
one go
To know where your headed you gotta know
where you been
The glock stay with me we
friends till the end.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]