My Buddy
G-Unit Lyrics


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My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life I'ma stick'em, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend
Everywhere I go I gotta tag along
Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on
He ride with me when I'm past the mall
And wait for me on the bench when I run a game of basketball
One squeeze will make a bastard fall
Gasp and crawl
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 his shine is chrome
He even got closet space inside of my home
He ain't never been broke he glitchless
And So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas
Infrared beam and a scope for distance
The best company when approaching business
He who ride with me til 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
You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend

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 4 hours I bagged grams
You meet him his destination hell or heaven
Cause I only bring em out for that 187
He don't 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 other little homie
Niggas they all got new friends so they stay in their place kid
I stay screamin' on niggas and beatin' up base heads
These niggas aint thorough they just like to pretend
Keep fuckin' around they goin' say hello to my little friend

My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend

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 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

My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life when i stick'em out the window
My buddy, my buddy




I lay your ass out motherfucker its simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend

Overall Meaning

The song "My Buddy" by G-Unit is an ode to a firearm. The lyrics use the term "my buddy" as a code name for the gun that the rapper is carrying with him at all times. The opening lines of the chorus, "Wherever I go, he go, You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window" make it quite clear that the "buddy" being referred to is not a person. The gun has become a trusted companion to the rapper, and he relies on it to keep him safe in dangerous situations. The lyrics describe how the rapper brings his "buddy" with him everywhere he goes, and how he feels lost without it.


The song also describes the power that the gun gives him. The lines "One squeeze will make a bastard fall, Gasp and crawl" express how the rapper feels invincible with his "buddy" at his side. In addition, the lyrics mention how the gun has saved the rapper's life in the past, such as when he was "running a game of basketball" and had to use it to defend himself.


Line by Line Meaning

My buddy, my buddy
My gun, my gun


Wherever I go, he go
My gun goes everywhere with me


You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
You better run when I point my gun out the window


I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
I'll shoot and kill you, it's that simple


Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend
If you don't want to get shot, better stay in line or meet my gun


Everywhere I go I gotta tag along
I always bring my gun with me


Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on
I'm getting more powerful and others are envious


They ride with me when I'm past the mall
My buddies ride with me when I'm in dangerous situations


Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm running a game of basketball
Don't expect me to leave my gun when I'm playing a game of basketball


One squeeze will make a bastard fall Gasp and crawl
One trigger pull will make someone fall and struggle for breath


You need a bulletproof vest mask and all
You'll need to be protected by a bulletproof vest and a mask


Bring your buddy when it's time to roam (why?)
Bring your gun when you're out and about


Cause I got hit the last time I left mine at home
I got shot the last time I didn't bring my gun


My hand bling full of platinum the shine is chrome
My gun is shiny and made of platinum


He even got closet space inside of my home
My gun even has its own space in my closet at home


He ain't never been broke he glitchless
My gun never malfunctions or fails


So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas
My gun is so reliable that I got it a protective coating for Christmas


Infrared beam in the scope for distance
The gun has an infrared scope to shoot accurately from a distance


The best company wouldn't proach in business
My gun is the best company I could ask for in dangerous situations


He who ride with me to the end We all gotta friend
Those who stay with me until the end of dangerous situations are true friends


And mine is a G-you-N.
And mine is my gun


My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
My gun has a trigger and is ready to be fired


Like Tommy did the cops had the block all locked off
Like in the movie 'Goodfellas', the cops locked down the block during the shootout


Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash can
I used my gun to intimidate people while hustling and hid it in a trash can


My finger tips sore for four hours I background
My fingers were sore for hours after holding and firing the gun


She meet him his destination hell or heaven
Whoever meets my gun might end up in heaven or hell


Cause I only bring em out for that 187
I only use my gun for murder


He don't have a heart I just keep feeding him shells
My gun doesn't have emotions or feelings, I just keep loading it with ammunition


He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring bell
My gun is well-known in the hood for being deadly


Ms. Jones stay on the third floor she call the cops on me
Someone called the police on me, and I had to hide my gun


They came I ran I had to toss my Uncle little homie
I had to throw away my gun to avoid getting caught by the police


Niggas they all got new friends so they stay in there place kid
People who switch sides get left behind and better stay in their place


I stay screamin' on niggas and beatin' up base heads
I intimidate people and beat up drug addicts


These niggas sayin' doley just like they pretend
These people pretend to be tough, but they're actually alone


Keep fuckin' around they goin' say hello to my little friend.
Keep messing with me and you'll meet my gun


We been through it all yet we both still livin'
Me and my gun have been through everything and survived


We been in a box but we both still spittin'
Me and my gun have been in a box (jail) but we're still dangerous


And when there was beef you even played your position
My gun helped me in dangerous situations


Got under the seat until we spotted our victim
I hid my gun under the car seat until we found our target


At first they wouldn't listen to they heard you go off
At first people didn't take me seriously until they heard my gun firing


Remember it was broad daylight in the middle of New York
The shooting happened in broad daylight in a busy area


And little did they know we was ready for war
They didn't know that we were prepared to fight


Bet that nigga wished he'd never stick his head out the door
That person probably regretted coming outside and facing me and my gun


See whenever you come out something happen on the block
Something dangerous happens when someone comes outside


You the reason that nigga done stop rappin' like Pac
You scared that person so much, he stopped rapping like Tupac


People see you ain't run and you even say shit
People see my gun and know I'm not afraid to use it


They just know you ain't nothin' to play wit
They know not to mess with me and my gun


Stay wit 16 homies and one in the hole
I stay with 16 friends and one backup gun


When the first one get out the next one go
When one friend leaves, another replaces him


To know where your headed you gotta know where you been
To know your future path, you need to be aware of your past experiences


The glock stay with me we friends till the end.
My gun stays with me until the end, we are true friends




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DELMAR DREW ARNAUD, RICARDO BROWN, MIKE DEAN, JEROLD D JR. ELLIS, GARRICK HUSBANDS, LEROY WILLIAMS

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His debut sold over 430K first week.
Went on to sell 1.7 million in the US.
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πŸ’₯ LYRICS πŸ’₯

My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little 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 running a game of basketball
One squeeze will make a bastard fall
Gasp and crawl
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
Infrared 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-you-N.
My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend
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 background
She meet him his destination hell or heaven
Cause I only bring em out for that 187
He don't 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 niggas sayin' doley just like they pretend
Keep fuckin' around they goin' say hello to my little friend.
My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend
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 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.
My buddy, my buddy
Wherever I go, he go
My buddy, my buddy
You can run for your life when I stick 'e, out the window
My buddy, my buddy
I lay your ass out motherfucker is simple
Stay in your place I recommend or say hello to my little friend



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@SkylarDavis21

Just had a newborn in 2022. Sing the hook to this song to him multiple times a day. Sooths him and has become our anthem. G unit!

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New York.City shit nigga. Congratulations treat that nigga like a king - Brooklyn

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He’s your new buddy β˜ΊοΈπŸ€— congrats on lil’ fella!

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