• Beg For Mercy
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  • Beg For Mercy

    My Buddy

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]

    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 mothafucka is simple
    Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend

    [Lloyd Banks]

    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 shine 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 Christmas
    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.

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]

    My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
    Like Tommy 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 niggaz and beatin' up base heads
    These niggaz sayin' doley just like they pretend
    Keep fuckin' around they gon say hello to my little friend.

    [Chorus: 50 Cent][Young Buc]

    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 nigga wished he'd never stick his window 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.

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]

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