Luyện nghe bài hát My Buddy

Me and you, my
My buddy, my buddy, my
And you know

Me and you, my
My buddy, my buddy, my
Me and you, my
My buddy, my buddy, my
Me and you, my
My buddy, my buddy, my
Me and you

Who can fade it, two up on the mic
Blastin', askin' no
When they catch you in a
Kaboom, we still mash as a

As we for our dreams
Actin' hood niggas for
Dillinger, forfillin',
Makin' a low killin'

Pullin' scandalous
Forfillin' dreams
me on a Costa Rica
With a island full of
and bitches
On a for sweet

See I'm yellin'
International me
No color on my
and fine, you can sell me

I'm glad folks think the way as I do
I stab bitches way down in the Bayou
Would you way for two mo'
Fo' blows, like you have

a nation wide through the ghetto
Fore youngsters, Hennessey
With fore on a
of the map now I do

I spin mayor loot and khaki
and cripsacks
Wetsuits and boots
I niggas twice with thighs
Buck a .45
Make you open
You blast at the lot

you speakin' on
Wanna go it
Drink a lot, made fluid
bitch, don't you hear the music

My buddy, Daz and Knubskully
You be thanked
you're petty pang petty

What, what, what, you're livin' here
To the life that gangstas do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)

What, what, what, what you're livin'
To live the life that do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)

it out
No bitch ass niggas, no ass hoes
Dogg Pound Gangstas in low-lows
You all about the homies

You besta check the
Pencils, playin' niggas in the crowd
Thinkin' 'bout the row town
With the heater cock bust a rounds

Pound internationals
Drippin' off
the dock can bust
The facility

I made the down correct
And kissed my belt like I was James
Spin around with the twist on the

Turn a diss in the
Dogg live around
Niggas hittin' the
around and get shot up

I shit up, you can ask Puff
Let M.C.'s, J. B. and Jodeci
About nigga Yuk means the hardcore
You're off tour
For piss marking on the floor

G riders, We ride, DP
Get the niggas
Or the mat see
Get the blastin'
Shakin' nigga, nigga
the heater
Stop blankin'

I'm jack style surrounded by smoke
See me and my peoples in the
Thugged up, suited in street
We roll, cut
'Cause we so on triple gold, see
With with me and my amigo

What, what, what, what livin' here
To live the life that do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)

What, what, what, what livin' here
To live the that gangstas do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)

Who did that, who
Who on the ghetto row, You
Who fly
I gave it to the players I will come back

Why don't you me over in the O, Homie
'Cause I get there
The will be all off on me
I y'all got a gang of bitches

Ha, ha and fabulous thangs
And livin' life persutive in machine dippin'
With a pocket full of
Cruise the with a 9 lookin' for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the gangsta
Daz and Kurupt and Knumbskull and Yuk for shit

I'm still a player, pop the
and [unverified]
Rockin' Hillfiger just like a
I rock the house of rockwilder
Just like a mobster, to clock me
Daz, and Knumb in the Impala

What, what, what, you're livin' here
To live the life that do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)

What, what, what, what you're livin'
To live the life that do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)