The Luniz - My Buddy lyrics

Me and you My buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy [daz] and you know that Me and you My buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy Me and you My buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy Me and you My buddy, my buddy, my buddy, my buddy Me and you Verse 1: daz dillinger, knumbskull [daz] Who can fade it, two a**a**ins up on the mic Blastin', askin' no questions, When they catch you in a gunfight Kaboom! We still mash as a team As we mash for our dreams Actin' hood n***as for green It's dillinger, forfillin', Makin' a low outta k**in' Pullin' scandalous jeans Forfillin fantasy dreams Catch me on a costa rica With a island full of weed, money and b**hes On a boat for sweet [knumbskull] See when i'm yellin' International help me No colorlines on my Ugly and fine You can sell me I'm glad folks think the same way as i do Cause i stab b**hes way down in the bayou Would you make way for two mo' Fo' blows, like you have hoes Stamp a nation wide through the ghetto Fore youngsters, hennesy sponsors With fore youngsters on a Quarter of the map now i do [daz] I spin mayor loot and khaki suits Nike's and cripsacks, Wetsuits and leather boots I block n***as twice with thighs Buck with a .45 Make you open while you blast at the parking lot [knumbskull] What you speakin' on Wanna go through it Drink a lot, made from fluid Scrump b**h, don't you hear the music My buddy, daz dilly and knubskully You will be thanked With you're petty pang petty Chorus: x2 What, what, what, what you're livin here To live the life that gangstas do (my buddy, my buddy [repeats]) Verse 2: kurupt, yukmouth [kurupt] Check it out No b**h a** n***as, no funny a** hoes Dogg pound gangstas drippin' in low-lows You ain't all about the homies You besta check the fault Pencils, playin' n***as in the crowd style Thinkin' 'bout the row outta town With the heater co*k bust a million rounds Dogg pound internationals Drippin' off fools While the dock can bust The facility touch [yukmouth] I made the game down correct And kissed my belt like i was james brown Spin around with the twist on the ground (?) Turn a diss in the pound Dogg pound live around, n***as hittin' the ground f** around and get shot up I tear sh** up You can ask puff Let m.c.'s, mary j. b. and jodeci About that n***a yuk means the hardcore You're kicked off tour For piss marking on the hotel floor [kurupt] G riders, we ride, dp ride Get the mashin' n***as Or the mat see automatic, Get the blastin' n***as Shakin' n***a, bankin' n***a Quit the heater Stop blankin' n***as [yukmouth] I'm jack style Surrounded by weed smoke See me and my peoples in the club, Thugged up, suited in steet clothes We roll, cut dough Cause we so On triple gold, see hoes With weed with me and my amigo Chorus x2 Verse 3: the luniz, tha dogg pound [knumbskull] Who did that, who sh**ted Who spoke on the ghetto row, you Who supa-dupu flyyyyy I gave it to the test players i will come back [kurupt] Why don't you meet me over in the o, homie Cause when i get there, The hoes will be all off on me I know y'all got a gang of b**hes... [daz] ...ha, ha And like fabulous thangs and livin' life persutive In nights machine dippin' With a pocket full of c-notes Cruise the block with a 9 lookin' for weed-o And oh yeah, who got the gangsta sh** Daz and kurupt and knumbskull and yuk for sh** b**h [yukmouth] I'm still a player, pop the slinger Ice-cream and (?) Rockin' hillfiger just like a dada I rock around the house of rockwilder, Just like a mobster Time to clock me, daz, kurupt and knumb in the impala Chorus x2