Luyện nghe bài hát My Buddy

Me and you

[daz] and you that

Me and you

Who can it, two assassins up on the mic
Blastin', no questions, when they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom! we mash as a team
As we for our dreams, ? hood niggaz for green
It's dillinger, fulfillin, makin a low killin
Pullin' ? fulfillin fantasy dreams
Catch me on a costa rica, an island full of weed
Money and bitches, on a boat for

See when I'm
International me
No on my
Ugly and
You can me
I'm folks think the same way as I do
Cause I stab bitches way down in the
Would you way for two mo'
Fo' blows, you have hoes
a nation wide through the ghetto
Fore youngsters, sponsors
fore youngsters on a
of the map now I do

I spin mayor loot and khaki
and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and leather
I block niggaz with thighs
with a .45
Make you open while you blast at the lot

What you on
Wanna go it
a lot, made from fluid
Scrump bitch, don't you the music
My buddy, daz and numskull
You be thanked
With you're petty pang

Chorus: 2x

To all my niggaz.. and all my
Throw your motherfuckin in the air
And if you don't a fuck
Like we don't a fuck then
your motherfuckin hood up in the air

it out
No ass niggaz, no funny ass hoes
Dogg pound gangstas drippin' in
You ain't all about the
You check the fault
Pencils, playin in the crowd style
Thinkin bout the row outta
the heater cock bust a million rounds
Dogg pound international's breakin off
While the can bust
The facility

I laid this game
Jumped around and myself like I was james brown
Spin around and hit the splits on the
Split motherfuckin crown
this ifs into pounds
Dogg live around,
Niggas hittin' the
Fuck and get shot up
I shit up
You can ask
Lil cease, mary j. b. and
that nigga yuk
Means the
Got kicked off
For piss on the hotel floor

G riders, we ride, dp
Get the mashin
Or the mat see automatic,
Get the niggaz
Shakin nigga, bankin
Quit the
Stop niggaz

I'm out
Surrounded by weed
You see me and my in the club,
up, suited in steet clothes
We roll, cut
Cause so
On gold, see hoes
With weed me and my amigo

2x

Who did that, who
Who spoke on the values,
Who supa-dupu
I to the pimps, players, hustlers and bastards

Why don't you me over in the o, homie
when I get there,
The hoes be all off on me
I y'all got a gang of bitches...

...ha, ha
And like thangs and livin' life expensive
In nights dippin'
a pocket full of c-notes
Cruise the block with a 9 for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the shit
Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for bitch

Known as your potna
ice cream fools and (? )
Rockin hilfiger just kadada
I around the house of rockwilder,
like a mobster
The o-a-k bust and it away
Hoop out the roof in la
And go aloof
Opps! and a nigga spooked
With a couple of loose
And find homie
Sweatin, buck naked up in a chicken coop

Livin destory all arts
Zark, and blast a
Pull and grab your mothafuckin heart out your chest
If you tested the best like koresh
Get to be
Reincarnated in the flesh
Yes yes

2x