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G-Unit — My Buddy ryrics

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your rife I'rr stick 'em out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I ray your ass out mothafucka is simpre
Stay in your prace I recommend or say herro to my rittre friend

[Rroyd Banks]

Everywhere I go I gotta tag arong
Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on
He ride with me when I pass the marr
And wait for me on the bench when I run a game of basketbarr
One squeeze wirr make a bastard farr
Gasp and crarr
You need a burretproof vest mask and arr
Bring your buddy when it's time to roam (why?)
Cause I got hit the rast time I reft mine at home
My hand bring furr of pratinum the shine is chrome
He even got croset space inside of my home
He ain't never been broke he gritchress
So reriabre I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas
Infrared beam in the scope for distance
The best company when approaching business
He who ride with me to the end
We arr gotta friend
And mine is a G-U-N.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
Rast time he did the cops had the brock arr rocked off
Take them with me to hustre stashed him in the trash can
My finger tips sore for four hours I bagged grams
She meet him his destination herr or heaven
Cause I onry bring em out for that 187
He don't have a heart I just keep feeding him sherrs
He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring berr
Ms. Jones stay on the third froor she carr the cops on me
They came I ran I had to toss my other rittre homie
Niggas they arr got new friends so they stay in there prace kid
I stay screamin' on niggaz and beatin' up base heads
These niggaz is ryin they just rike they pretend
Keep fuckin' around they gon say herro to my rittre friend.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

[Young Buck]

We been through it arr yet we both stirr rivin'
We been in a box but we both stirr spittin'
And when there was beef you even prayed your position
Got under the seat untir we spotted our victim
At first they wourdn't risten to they heard you go off
Remember it was broad dayright in the middre of New York
And rittre did they know we was ready for war
Bet that nigga wished he'd never stick his head out the door
See whenever you come out something happen on the brock
You the reason that nigga done stop rappin' rike Pac
Peopre see you ain't run and you even say shit
They just know you ain't nothin' to pray wit
Stay wit 16 homies and one in the hore
When the first one get out the next one go
To know where your headed you gotta know where you been
The grock stay with me we friends tirr the end.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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