( Part of the final scene of Scarface playing at the beginning ) (Chorus) My buddy, my buddy Where eva i go he goooo My buddy, my buddy You can run for ya life when i stick him out duh win-dow My buddy, my buddy I lay ur ass out motherfucker itz sim-ple Stay in ya place I recommend Or say hello to my little friend Verse 1 [ Lloyd Banks ] Everywhere I go I gotta tag along Cuz my buzz gettin strong and they mad Im on He Ride wit me when I pass the mall Wait for me on the bench when Im playin a game of basketball One shootll make a bastard, fall, gasp, and crawl He Need a bullet proof vest mask and all Bring ya buddy when itz time to roll (why) Cuz I got hit the last time I left mine at home My Hand bling full of platinum and shine Its Chrome He even got closet space inside my home He aint never been broke, he glitch less And so reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas Infrared beam and a scope for distance The best company when approachin business And he gon ride wit me to the end Will all gotta friend and mine is a G-U-N (Chorus) Verse 2 [ 50 Cent ] My buddy gotta temper He dying to pop off Last time he did the cops had the block all locked off Take him wit me to hustle Stashed him in the trash can My finger tips soft For four hours I bagged grams You met him ur destinations only hell or heaven I only bring him out for that 1-87 He don have a heart I jus keep feedin him shells He get poppin in the hood so his name ring bells Ms Jones stay on the 3rd floor she called the cops on me They came I ran I had to toss my other lil homey niggas kno I got new friends so they stay in they place kid I stay screamin on niggas and beatin up base heads these niggas aint thorough they jus like to pretend Keep fucking around n they gon say hello to my lil friend (friend) (Chorus) Verse 3 [ Young Buck ] We been through it all but yet we both still living We been in the box but we both still spittin And when it was peace you even played your position got under the seat until we spotted our victim At first they wouldnt listen til they heard you go off remember it was broad daylight In the middle of New York (?) And little did they kno that we were ready for war Bet the nigga wish he never stook his head out the door See wheneva u come out sumthin happen on the block You the reason that nigga dun stop rappin like pac People see you and run and you aint even say shit They jus kno you and nuttin to play wit You stay wit 16 homies and one in the hole When the first one get out..the next one go! To kno where you headed you gotta kno where u been The glock stay wit me We friends to the end My buddy, my buddy where eva i go he goooo My buddy, my buddy you can run for ya life when i stick him out duh win-dow My buddy, my buddy i lay ur ass out motherfucker itz sim-ple stay in ur place i recommend Or say hello to my little friend friend friend (You horse!)
Artist: G-Unit
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