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Download Center:
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okay you with us, huh? 
you listening good? 
say hello to my little friend(x2) 

50 cent: 
My Buddy My Buddy Wherever I go he go 
My Buddy My Buddy you can run fo yo life when i stick him out tha 
window 
My Buddy My Buddy I lay yo ass out motha fucka its simple 
Stay in your place i reccomend or say hello to my little friend 

Lloyd Banks: 
Everywhere i go I gotta tag along 
Cuz my buzz gettin strong and they mad im on 
he ride with me when i pass tha mall 
he wait for me on tha bench when im on my game of basketball 
one shoot'll make a bastard fall 
gasp and crawl, you need a bulletproof vest, mask and all 
bring your buddy when its time to roll 
cuz i got hit the last time i left mine at home 
a hand bling fulla platnium and shinas chrome he even got closet 
space inside my home 
He aint neva been broke he glichless 
And so reliable I bought him a rubber coat for christmas 
infra-red beam and a scope for distance 
the best company when approachin business 
He gonna ride wit me to the end we all got a friend and mine is a G-U-N

50 cent: 
My Buddy My Buddy Wherever I go he go 
My Buddy My Buddy you can run fo yo life when i stick him out tha 
window 
My Buddy My Buddy I lay yo ass out motha fucka its simple 
Stay in your place i reccomend or say hello to my little friend 

50 cent: 
My buddy gotta temper he dyin ta pop off 
last time he did tha cops had the block all locked off 
take him wit me to hustle stashed him in a trash can 
my fingers tips soft 4 for hours i bagged grams 
you meet him, ya destinations hell or heaven 
cuz i only bring em out for that 187 
he dont have a heart i just keep feedin him shells 
he got it poppin in tha hood so his name ring bells 
Ms. Jones stay on tha third floor she call tha cops on me 
they came i ran i had to toss my humble lil homie 
niggas small they got no friends so they stay in they place 
kid i stay screamin on niggas and beatin on base heads 
these niggas aint thorough they just like to pretend 
keep fuckin round nigga say hello to my little friend! 

50 cent: 
My Buddy My Buddy Wherever I go he go 
My Buddy My Buddy you can run fo yo life when i stick him out tha 
window 
My Buddy My Buddy I lay yo ass out motha fucka its simple 
Stay in your place i reccomend or say hello to my little friend 

Young Buck: 
We picked em all out yet we both still livin 
weve been in tha box but we both still spittin 
and when it was beef u even played your position 
got under the seat until we spotted our victim 
at first they wouldnt listen til they heard u go off 
remember it was broad daylight in tha middle of New York 
and lil did they know we was ready 4 war 
bet that nigga wished he neva stuck his head out tha door 
see whenever u come out sumthin happens on tha block 
you tha reason that nigga stopped rappin like pac 
people see u n runnin n u aint even say shit 
they just know u aint nuthin 2 play wit 
u stay wit 16 homies, n one in tha hole 
when the first one get out tha next one go 
to know where u headed u gotta know where u been 
tha glock stay wit me..we friends til tha end 

50 cent: 
My Buddy My Buddy Wherever I go he go 
My Buddy My Buddy you can run fo yo life when i stick him out tha 
window 
My Buddy My Buddy I lay yo ass out motha fucka its simple 
Stay in your place i reccomend or say hello to my little friend