[00:00.00] 作词 : E. Banks/Walter Donaldson/C. Jackson/C. Lloyd/M. Mathers/E Morricone/L. Resto/D Brown
[00:01.00] 作曲 : E. Banks/Walter Donaldson/C. Jackson/C. Lloyd/M. Mathers/E Morricone/L. Resto/D Brown
[00:27.16]My buddy, my buddy
[00:28.34]Wherever I go, he go
[00:30.90]My buddy, my buddy
[00:32.77]Can run for your life on the stick up out the window
[00:35.45]My buddy, my buddy
[00:37.58]I lay your ass out mother****er, it's simple
[00:39.83]Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend
[00:45.31]Everywhere I go I gotta tag along
[00:47.81]Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on
[00:50.31]They ride with me when I'm past the mall
[00:52.49]Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm playin' a game of basketball
[00:55.30]One sqeeze will make a bastard fall
[00:57.48]Gasp and crall
[00:58.98]You need a bulletproof vest mask and all
[01:00.73]Bring your buddy when it's time to roam （why?）
[01:03.98]Cause I got hit the last time I left mine at home
[01:06.66]My hand bling full of platinum the s*ine is chrome
[01:08.28]He even got closet space inside of my home
[01:09.71]He ain't never been broke he glitchless
[01:11.09]So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Chris**as
[01:13.33]Infared beam in the scope for distance
[01:14.89]
[01:17.03]The best company wouldn't proach in business
[01:19.58]He who ride with me to the end
[01:21.90]We all gotta friend
[01:22.89]And mine is a G-U-N.
[01:24.52]
[01:25.37]My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go
[01:29.48]
[01:30.07]My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window
[01:33.94]
[01:34.83]My buddy, my buddy I lay your ass out mother****er, it's simple
[01:38.01]My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
[01:47.06]Last Time he did the cops had the block all locked off
[01:49.43]Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash can
[01:51.99]My finger tips sore for four hours I backround
[01:53.61]She meet him his destination hell or heaven
[01:55.98]Cause I only bring em out for that 187
[01:58.92]He dont have a heart I just keep feeding him shells
[02:01.29]He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring bell
[02:04.16]Ms. Jones stay on the third floor she call the cops on me
[02:06.59]They came I ran I had to toss my Uncle little homie
[02:09.15]Niggas they all got new friends so they stay in there place kid
[02:11.96]I stay screamin' on niggas and beatin' up base heads
[02:15.70]These just niggas like they sayin' pretenddoley
[02:16.75]Keep ****ing around they gon say hello to my little friend.
[02:18.31]
[02:23.49]My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go
[02:27.42]
[02:28.93]My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window
[02:32.42]
[02:33.91]My buddy, my buddy I lay your ass out mother****er, it's simple
[02:36.54]We been through it all yet we both still livin'
[02:44.98]We been in a box but we both still spittin'
[02:48.16]And when there was beef you even played your position
[02:49.73]Got under the seat until we spotted our victim
[02:51.60]At first they wouldn't listen to they heard you go off
[02:54.03]Remember it was broad daylight in the middle of New York
[02:56.59]And little did they know we was ready for war
[02:58.46]Bet that b***h wished he'd never stick his head out the door
[03:02.30]See whenever you come out something happen on the block
[03:04.74]You the reason that nigga done stop rappin' like Pac
[03:07.04]People see you ain't run and you even say shit
[03:09.54]They just know you ain't nothin' to play wit
[03:11.79]Stay wit 16 homies and one in the hole
[03:13.42]When the first one get out the next one go
[03:16.78]To know where your headed you gotta know where you been
[03:19.46]The glock stay with me we friends till the end.

作词 : E. Banks/Walter Donaldson/C. Jackson/C. Lloyd/M. Mathers/E Morricone/L. Resto/D Brown
作曲 : E. Banks/Walter Donaldson/C. Jackson/C. Lloyd/M. Mathers/E Morricone/L. Resto/D Brown
My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
Can run for your life on the stick up out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out mother****er, it's simple
Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend
Everywhere I go I gotta tag along
Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on
They ride with me when I'm past the mall
Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm playin' a game of basketball
One sqeeze will make a bastard fall
Gasp and crall
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 the s*ine is chrome
He even got closet space inside of my home
He ain't never been broke he glitchless
So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Chris**as
Infared beam in the scope for distance
The best company wouldn't proach in business
He who ride with me to the end
We all gotta friend
And mine is a G-U-N.
My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window
My buddy, my buddy I lay your ass out mother****er, it's simple
My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
Last Time he did the cops had the block all locked off
Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash can
My finger tips sore for four hours I backround
She meet him his destination hell or heaven
Cause I only bring em out for that 187
He dont have a heart I just keep feeding him shells
He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring bell
Ms. Jones stay on the third floor she call the cops on me
They came I ran I had to toss my Uncle little homie
Niggas they all got new friends so they stay in there place kid
I stay screamin' on niggas and beatin' up base heads
These just niggas like they sayin' pretenddoley
Keep ****ing around they gon say hello to my little friend.
My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window
My buddy, my buddy I lay your ass out mother****er, it's simple
We been through it all yet we both still livin'
We been in a box but we both still spittin'
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 to 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 that b***h wished he'd never stick his head out the door
See whenever you come out something happen on the block
You the reason that nigga done stop rappin' like Pac
People see you ain't run and you even say shit
They just know you ain't nothin' to play wit
Stay wit 16 homies and one in the hole
When the first one get out the next one go
To know where your headed you gotta know where you been
The glock stay with me we friends till the end.