Luyện nghe bài hát My Buddy

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

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', 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 killin'

Pullin' scandalous
fantasy dreams
Catch me on a Rica
With a island full of
Money and
On a for sweet

See I'm yellin'
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 hoes

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

I spin mayor loot and suits
Nike's and
Wetsuits and leather
I niggas twice with thighs
with a .45
Make you while
You blast at the lot

What you on
go through it
Drink a lot, made from
Scrump bitch, don't you the music

My buddy, Daz Dilly and
You will be
With petty pang petty

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

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

it out
No bitch ass niggas, no funny ass
Dogg Pound drippin' in low-lows
You ain't all the homies

You check the fault
Pencils, playin' in the crowd style
Thinkin' the row outta town
With the heater cock a million rounds

Pound internationals
Drippin' off
While the dock can
The touch

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

Turn a diss in the
Dogg live around
Niggas the ground
Fuck and get shot up

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

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

I'm style surrounded by weed smoke
See me and my in the club
Thugged up, in street clothes
We roll, cut
we so on triple gold, see hoes
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 the life that gangstas do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)

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

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

Ha, ha and fabulous thangs
And livin' life in nights machine dippin'
With a full of c-notes
Cruise the block with a 9 lookin' for
And oh yeah, who got the shit
Daz and and Knumbskull and Yuk for shit bitch

I'm still a player, pop the
Ice-cream and
Rockin' Hillfiger just a dada
I rock around the house of
Just like a mobster, to clock me
Daz, and Knumb in the Impala

What, what, what, what 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 that gangstas do
(My buddy, my buddy)
(My buddy, my buddy)