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 it, two assassins up on the mic
Blastin', no questions
they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom, we still as a team

As we for our dreams
hood niggas for green
Dillinger, forfillin',
Makin' a low outta

Pullin' jeans
Forfillin' dreams
Catch me on a Rica
With a island full of
and bitches
On a boat for

See when I'm
International me
No lines on my
Ugly and fine, you can me

I'm glad think the same way as I do
'Cause I stab bitches way in the Bayou
you make way for two mo'
Fo' blows, like you have

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

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

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

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

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

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

it out
No bitch ass niggas, no ass hoes
Dogg Pound Gangstas drippin' in
You ain't all the homies

You check the fault
Pencils, playin' niggas in the style
'bout the row outta town
With the heater cock bust a million

Dogg Pound
Drippin' off
While the can bust
The touch

I made the down correct
And kissed my like I was James Brown
around with the twist on the ground

Turn a diss in the
Dogg Pound live
hittin' the ground
Fuck around and get up

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

G riders, We ride, DP
Get the mashin'
Or the mat see
Get the blastin'
Shakin' nigga, bankin'
Quit the
blankin' niggas

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

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

What, what, what, what you're 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 test players I will come

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

Ha, ha and like thangs
And livin' life persutive in nights machine
a pocket full of c-notes
Cruise the block 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' just like a dada
I around the house of rockwilder
Just a mobster, time to clock me
Daz, Kurupt and Knumb in the

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

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