50 Cent – My Buddy lyrics

Scarface*Ya*

Ok...You...Surrender Huh?...You?...Wanna Play Rough Ok...Say...
Hello To My Little Friend(shots-scream) You...Surrender Huh?...Want?...
More (shots-scream)?Hhhh(shots-scream)...50

*Cent My*

Buddy my, buddy Where
ever I go he, go My
Buddy my, buddy You
can run for your life imma stick him out da window My
buddy my, buddy I'll
lay ya ass out motha fucka it's simple Stay
in yo place I recommend or say hello to my little friend Lloyd

*Banks Everywhere*

I go I gotta tag along Cuz
mah buzz gettin strong and they mad I'm on He
ride wit me when I pass the mall Don't
wait for me on da bench when I run a game of basketball One
squeeze will make a bastard fall gasp, and crawl You
need a bulletproof vest mask, n all Bring
ya buddy when it's time to roam (Why )?Cuz
I got hit last time I left mine at home My
hand bling full of platinum da, shine is chrome He
even got closet space inside mah home He
aint never been broke he, glitchless He
so reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas Infared
beam and a scope for distance Da
best company when approachin business He
gon ride wit me till da end We
all gotta friend and mine is a G U N 50

*Cent My*

Buddy my, buddy Where
ever I go he, go My
Buddy my, buddy You
can run for your life imma stick him out da window My
buddy my, buddy I'll
lay ya ass out motha fucka it's simple Stay
in yo place I recommend or say hello to my little friend 50

*Cent My*

buddy got a temper He
dyin to pop off Last
time he did da cops had da block all locked off Take
him wit me to hussle stashed, him in da trash can My
fingertips sore from four hours of back grams You
meet him Your
destination hell or heaven Cuz
I only bring him out for that 187 He
dun have a heart I
juss keep feedin him shells He
get it poppin in da hood so, his name ring bells Ms
Jones.stayed on da third floor She
called da cops on me Dey
came I, ran I, had to toss my humble lil homie Niggaz
know I got new friends so, they stay in dere place kid I
stay screamin on niggaz and beatin up base heads These
niggaz sayin donnie juss like it pretend Keep
fuck around and say hello to my little friend (Gun shots) 50

*Cent My*

Buddy my, buddy Where
ever I go he, go My
Buddy my, buddy You
can run for your life imma stick him out da window My
buddy my, buddy I'll
lay ya ass out motha fucka it's simple Stay
in yo place I recommend or say hello to my little friend Young

*Buck We*

been through it all and, yet we both still leavin We
been in da box but, we both still spittin And
when it was beef You
even played yo position got, under da seat Until
we spotted our victim At
first dey wouldn't listen until they herd you go off Rememba
it was broad daylight in da middle of New York And
lil did they know we was ready for war I
bet the nigga wish he never stuck his head out da door See
whenever you come out sumthin happen on da block You
da reason that nigga dun stop rappin like Pac People
see you and run n you aint even say shit They
juss know you aint nuttin to play wit You
stayed wit sixteen homies and one in da hole When
da first one get out da next one goes To
know in ya head you gotta know where you been Da
glock stays wit me We
friends to da end 50

*Cent My*

Buddy my, buddy Where
ever I go he, go My
Buddy my, buddy You
can run for your life imma stick him out da window My
buddy my, buddy I'll
lay ya ass out motha fucka it's simple Stay
in yo place I recommend or say hello to my little friend