Letras:
Buddy Rich

( Instrumental )

a nigga ain't even do shit awe shit here comes this dude right now Cop: Alright buddy unfortunately you came back straight, you and your buddy Scain Scholar

my adversaries, but Slick done left a witness Wonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitch Should I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga rich?

in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind Last night my buddy lost his whole family It's gonna

any event, keep fuckin with 50 it make cents Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla But you lookin at a nigga that done came from the squalla Now my buddy

get away from the cold weather Talk around town as if I?m wit Ciara Bow fall off nigga that?ll b never I?m rich (yea I?m rich) I can do whatever I get

mine This old friend he had a figure in mind It was nothing illegal just a little bit funny He said "C?mon don?t tell me that the rich don?t know Sooner

cast illusions throughout Shangri-La walls} {I keep it bloody, me and my buddy beyond nutty} (Make nuns act slutty) {Mad rich and never studdy} (Fuck

is. [Verse:] I been born and raised in the county of dade, The land of the haze, the cocaine capitol. We aint just hittin you buddy, we Warren Sapp