My Buddy

[Intro: Al Pacino soundclips from "Scarface"] You wanna play rough Okay Say hello to my little friend [Chorus: 50 Cent] My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy You can run for your life, when I stick him out the window My buddy, my buddy I'll lay ya ass out, motherfucker, it's simple Stay in your place I recommend Or say hello to my little friend [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Everywhere I go, I gotta tag along 'Cause my buzz getting strong and they mad I'm on He ride with me when I pass the mall And wait for me on the bench when I run a game of basketball One squeeze'll make a bastard fall, gasp and crawl You need a bulletproof vest, mask and all Bring your buddy when it's time to roam (Why?) 'Cause I got hit the last time I left mine at home My hand bling full of platinum to shine his chrome He even got closet space inside my home He ain't never been broke, he glitchless He's so reliable, I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas Infrared beam and a scope for distance The best company when approaching business He gon' ride with me 'til the end We all got a friend and mine is a G-U-N [Chorus: 50 Cent] My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy You can run for your life, when I stick him out the window My buddy, my buddy I'll lay ya ass out, motherfucker, it's simple Stay in your place I recommend Or say hello to my little friend [Verse 2: 50 Cent] My buddy got a temper, he dying to pop off Last time he did the cops had the block all locked off Take him with me to hustle, stashed him in a trashcan My fingertips soft, for 4 hours I bag grams You meet him, your destination's hell or heaven 'Cause I only bring him out for that 187 He don't have a heart, I just keep feeding him shells He get it popping in the hood, so his name rings bells Ms. Jones stay on the 3rd floor, she called the cops on me They came, I ran, I had to toss my other little homie Niggas know I got new friends so they stay in their place, kid I stay screaming on niggas and beating up base heads These niggas ain't thorough, they just like to pretend Keep fucking 'round they gon' say hello to my little friend [Chorus: 50 Cent] My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy You can run for your life, when I stick him out the window My buddy, my buddy I'll lay ya ass out, motherfucker, it's simple Stay in your place I recommend Or say hello to my little friend [Verse 3: Young Buck] We been through it all but yet we both still living We been in a box but we both still spitting And when there was beef, you even played your position Got under the seat until we spotted our victim At first they wouldn't listen 'til they heard you go off Remember it was broad daylight in the middle of New York And little did they know we was ready for war Bet the nigga wish he never stuck his head out the door See whenever you come out, something happen on the block You the reason that nigga don' stopped rappin' like Pac People see you and run, and you ain't even say shit They just know you ain't nothing to play with You stay with sixteen homies, and one in the hole When the first one get out, the next one go To know where you headed, you gotta know where you been The Glock stay with me, we friends 'til the end [Chorus: 50 Cent] My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy You can run for your life, when I stick him out the window My buddy, my buddy I'll lay ya ass out, motherfucker, it's simple Stay in your place I recommends Or say hello to my little friend [Outro - "Scarface" clip] {*Gunshots*}