50
cent - My Buddy
[Intro
- soundclips from "Scarface"]
[Chorus
- 50 Cent]
My
buddy, my buddy
Wherever
I go, he go
My
buddy, my buddy
You
can run for your life, I'ma stick him out the window
My
buddy, my buddy
I'll
lay ya ass out, motherfucker, it's simple
Stay
in your place I recommend
Or
say hello to my little friend
[Lloyd
Banks]
Everywhere
I go, I gotta tag along
Cause
my bud's getting strong and they mad him on
He
ride with me when I pass the mall
And
wait for me on the bench when I run to get my basketball
One
sneeze'll make a bastard fall, gasp and crawl
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 mine at home
My
hand bling full of platinum to shine his chrome
He
even got closet space inside my home
He
ain't never been broke, he glitchless
I'm
so reliable, I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas
Infrared
beam and a scope for distance
The
best company when approacing business
He
will ride with me 'til the end
We
all got a friend and mine is a G-U-N
[Chorus]
[50
Cent]
My
buddy got a temper, he dying to pop off
Last
time he did the cops had the block all locked off
Take
him with me to hustle, stashed him in a trashcan
My
fingertips off before hours I bag grams
You
meet him, your destination's hell or heaven
Cause
I only bring him out for that 187
He
don't have a heart, I just keep feeding him shells
He
get it popping in the hood, so his name rings bells
Ms.
Jones stay on the 3rd floor, she called the cops on me
They
came, I ran, I had to toss my other little homey
Niggas
know I got new friends so they stay in their place, kid
I
stay screaming on niggas and beating up baseheads
These
niggas ain't thorough, they just like to pretend
Keep
fucking 'round they gon' say hello to my little friend
[Gunshots]
[Chorus]
[Young
Buck]
We
been though it all but yet we both still living
We
been in a box but we both still spitting
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 'til they heard you go off
Remember
it was broad daylight in the middle of New York
And
little did they know that we was ready for way
Bet
the nigga wish he never stuck his head out the door
See
whenever you come out, something happen on the block
You
the reason that nigga done stopped rapping like Pac
People
see you and run, and you ain't even say shit
They
just know you ain't nothing to play with
You
stay with sixteen homeys, and one in the hole
When
the first one get out, the next one go
To
know where you headed, you got to know where you been
The
glock stay with me, we friends 'til the end
[Chorus]
[Outro
- "Scarface" clip, gunshots]