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

As we mash for our
Actin' hood for green
Dillinger, forfillin',
Makin' a low killin'

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

See when I'm
help me
No lines on my
and fine, you can sell me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dogg Pound
Drippin' off
While the dock can
The touch

I made the game down
And kissed my belt like I was Brown
around with the twist on the ground

Turn a in the pound
Dogg Pound around
Niggas the ground
Fuck around and get up

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

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

I'm jack 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 weed me and my amigo

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

What, what, what, what you're livin'
To the life 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 come back

Why don't you meet me over in the O,
'Cause when I get
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 nights machine
With a pocket full of
Cruise the block with a 9 for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the shit
Daz and Kurupt and Knumbskull and Yuk for bitch

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

What, what, what, what you're livin'
To live the life 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)