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Luniz

My Buddy (from "Caught Up" soundtrack)

 

My Buddy (from "Caught Up" soundtrack)


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, Numbskull]
[Daz:]
Who can fade it, two assassins up on the mic
Blasting, asking no questions,
when they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom!
We still mash as a team
As we mash for our dreams
Acting hood niggas for green
It's Dillinger, forfilling,
making a low outta killing
Pulling scandalous jeans
Forfillin fantasy dreams
Catch me on a Costa Rica
With a island full of weed, money and bitches
On a boat for sweet
[Numbskull:]
See when I'm yelling
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 bitches 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 niggas twice with thighs
Buck with a .45
Make you open while you blast at the parking lot
[Numbskull:]
What you speaking on
Wanna go through it
Drink a lot, made from fluid
Scrump bitch, 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 bitch ass niggas, no funny ass hoes
Dogg Pound Gangstas dripping in low-lows
You ain't all about the homies
You besta check the fault
Pencils, playing niggas in the crowd style
Thinking 'bout the row outta town
With the heater cock bust a million rounds
Dogg Pound internationals
Dripping 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,
niggas hitting the ground
Fuck around and get shot up
I tear shit up
You can ask Puff
Let M.C.'s, Mary J. B. and Jodeci
About that nigga 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 mashing niggas
Or the mat see automatic,
get the blasting niggas
Shaking nigga, banking nigga
Quit the heater
Stop blanking niggas
[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 shitted
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 bitches...
[Daz:]
...Ha, ha
And like fabulous thangs and living life persutive
In nights machine dipping
With a pocket full of c-notes
Cruise the block with a 9 looking for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the gangsta shit
Daz and Kurupt and Knumbskull and Yuk for shit bitch
[Yukmouth:]
I'm still a player, pop the slinger
Ice-cream and [?]
Rocking 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]

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