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[Chorus: 50 Cent] <br /> <br />My buddy, my buddy <br />Wherever I go, he go <br />My buddy, my buddy <br />Can run for your life on the stick up out the window <br />My buddy, my buddy <br />I lay your ass out mothafucka is simple <br />Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend <br /> <br />[Lloyd Banks] <br /> <br />Everywhere I go I gotta tag along <br />Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on <br />They ride with me when I'm past the mall <br />Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm playin' a game of basketball <br />One sqeeze will make a bastard fall <br />Gasp and crall <br />You need a bulletproof vest mask and all <br />Bring your buddy when it's time to roam (why?) <br />Cause I got hit the last time I left mom at home <br />My hand bling full of platinum the shine is chrome <br />He even got closet space inside of my home <br />He ain't never been broke he glitchless <br />So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas <br />Infared beam in the scope for distance <br />The best company wouldn't proach in business <br />He who ride with me to the end <br />We all gotta friend <br />And mine is a G-U-N. <br /> <br />[Chorus: 50 Cent] <br /> <br />My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off <br />Like Tommy did the cops had the block all locked off <br />Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash can <br />My finger tips sore for four hours I backround <br />She meet him his destination hell or heaven <br />Cause I only bring em out for that 187 <br />He dont have a heart I just keep feeding him shells <br />He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring bell <br />Ms. Jones stay on the third floor she call the cops on me <br />They came I ran I had to toss my Uncle little homie <br />Niggas they all got new friends so they stay in there place kid <br />I stay screamin' on niggaz and beatin' up base heads <br />These niggaz sayin' doley just like they pretend <br />Keep fuckin' around they gon say hello to my little friend. <br /> <br />[Chorus: 50 Cent] <br /> <br />[Young Buc] <br /> <br />We been through it all yet we both still livin' <br />We been in a box but we both still spittin' <br />And when there was beef you even played your position <br />Got under the seat until we spotted our victim <br />At first they wouldn't listen to they heard you go off <br />Remember it was broad daylight in the middle of New York <br />And little did they know we was ready for war <br />Bet that nigga wished he'd never stick his window out the door <br />See whenever you come out something happen on the block <br />You the reason that nigga done stop rappin' like Pac <br />People see you ain't run and you even say shit <br />They just know you ain't nothin' to play wit <br />Stay wit 16 homies and one in the hole <br />When the first one get out the next one go <br />To know where your headed you gotta know where you been <br />The glock stay with me we friends till the end. <br /> <br />[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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[Chorus: 50 Cent] <br /> <br />My buddy, my buddy <br />Wherever I go, he go <br />My buddy, my buddy <br />Can run for your life on the stick up out the window <br />My buddy, my buddy <br />I lay your ass out mothafucka is simple <br />Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend <br /> <br />[Lloyd Banks] <br /> <br />Everywhere I go I gotta tag along <br />Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on <br />They ride with me when I'm past the mall <br />Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm playin' a game of basketball <br />One sqeeze will make a bastard fall <br />Gasp and crall <br />You need a bulletproof vest mask and all <br />Bring your buddy when it's time to roam (why?) <br />Cause I got hit the last time I left mom at home <br />My hand bling full of platinum the shine is chrome <br />He even got closet space inside of my home <br />He ain't never been broke he glitchless <br />So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas <br />Infared beam in the scope for distance <br />The best company wouldn't proach in business <br />He who ride with me to the end <br />We all gotta friend <br />And mine is a G-U-N. <br /> <br />[Chorus: 50 Cent] <br /> <br />My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off <br />Like Tommy did the cops had the block all locked off <br />Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash can <br />My finger tips sore for four hours I backround <br />She meet him his destination hell or heaven <br />Cause I only bring em out for that 187 <br />He dont have a heart I just keep feeding him shells <br />He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring bell <br />Ms. Jones stay on the third floor she call the cops on me <br />They came I ran I had to toss my Uncle little homie <br />Niggas they all got new friends so they stay in there place kid <br />I stay screamin' on niggaz and beatin' up base heads <br />These niggaz sayin' doley just like they pretend <br />Keep fuckin' around they gon say hello to my little friend. <br /> <br />[Chorus: 50 Cent] <br /> <br />[Young Buc] <br /> <br />We been through it all yet we both still livin' <br />We been in a box but we both still spittin' <br />And when there was beef you even played your position <br />Got under the seat until we spotted our victim <br />At first they wouldn't listen to they heard you go off <br />Remember it was broad daylight in the middle of New York <br />And little did they know we was ready for war <br />Bet that nigga wished he'd never stick his window out the door <br />See whenever you come out something happen on the block <br />You the reason that nigga done stop rappin' like Pac <br />People see you ain't run and you even say shit <br />They just know you ain't nothin' to play wit <br />Stay wit 16 homies and one in the hole <br />When the first one get out the next one go <br />To know where your headed you gotta know where you been <br />The glock stay with me we friends till the end. <br /> <br />[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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