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hear the down
loc is a joke
nigga sound chunk off the goonies
ya life is a
you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a
from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit crip
whats a g-unit not a gang in LA
bang on but nigga won't bang in LA
why the you wake me up ... nigga im tired
you a busta.. so ima light yo ass on
nigga want my spot so he with buck
keep tryna play The Game, and u get fucked
i heard diss after diss, lil you suck
like yo mama, in the third row of my truck
ill whoop your ass in your own hood
you so hard why didnt u put out that song Suge
trapped in the closet, R. Kelly ass
get swiss cheesed up, ol' deli ass
t.boz in ass nigga
better ask around, i been the truth since Makaveli passed
and i aint have to do this shit
id be at home listeing to the Cam'ron diss
Dr. Dre it best 'a bitch is a bitch'
you a myspace gangsta suck my dick
your flow is budweiser, is crystale
put the faggot on ice he gon be there for a
now watch me put my chest out like 10
i wore this G-unot to show m.o.p
im mutha fucka,
you fuck you to Fifty face, and wont st-st-stutter muthafucka
and now that i put the to bed
i tell you a story about a spider in his web
williams, a well known crip
not cause he put in work, cause his brother a
he belong in g-unit, ima you the truth
fifty, this brother tell more than you
so ima break it down like an of glue
i met this nigga at Alliyah video shoot
true, true, he had on no
dmx start laughin he said 'this nigga he better than you'
so i a freestyle, and in the meanwhile
this soakin up game tryna copy my style
him a hundred bars, all he did was smile
and DMX named me the problem child
now to the future, you got a problem now
snoopin around my hood, get fucked style
i pull ya ass out them g-unit sneakers
and let ya burn in hell on the anniversery to 'ether'
you g-unit crip, to be a piru
your name marvel, all you now is a spiderman suit
black bitch you cant fuck wit my crew
my flow blind baby, ima make you do it do
lets take a Nigga ima make room in the coupe
put the in the truck, throw you in there too
in the passenger side, say she hear somebody screamin
turn the music up.. thats comin from the speakers
she said i aint trippin i hear screamin
i had to throw her off so i start
I know you love me
you aint the same when 50 in town
I know you dont me
you always talkin' how Ma$e get down
I know you don't me
you scream and holla Spider Loc's around
got me fucked up wit g-unit crips
tryna run game on me you punk
get yo ass in the
know that i aint a punk
keep these rap niggaz in like a pair of dunks
who can flip i do?
spit NaS too?
rock a fitted, still throw up piru?
rock a dodger fitted in the of the bronx
i shine in any hood paul wall fronts
nigga my foolish sit back while i do this
me manuever threw cedar block, and end up in hoover
i like a ruger
you spit crap like a rookie dice
snake eyes to the
im grand pooba
gave em grand nubian
created g-unot, fifty to sue me and
say he kick me out the group nigga i
spider, you want my spot clean up my mess
dirty ass nigga, fifty give him a
and if you sign, put ya contract on the internet
i bangin for 10 years, muhtha fucka i been a vet
for 500 dollas he'll any set
give him a 1000 hell tat it on his hand... damn
thats worse me lyin sayin olivia was a man
ya XXL cover look like of the band
you mad, i got my own shoe
and my nigga take shots for the like NJ do
say its bullshit till i pull quick
till i empty a full
get on the horn, meet me in the
tony you old ass coward
you 36 and u your hottest verse on my album
now.. i aint sayin that you nigga..
but you than spider loc Nigga...
fifty saw the oppourtunity and he could use him
i know he be listein to that wack ass music
you got the on your back? you a lyin bastard
you the niggaz push mute when they play madden
what the hell made you think you could fuck wit the
when yo claim to fame was Yukmouth's
take my and lay low
heard you and uncle Yayo
got ran the outta san diego
give you 5 shots when the 38 blow
leave a in your chest.. the size of a bagel
we can do it you say so
wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the
open your chest, show the world you made of
my dick hard i cant wait till the day
when i can put the on him
let rest, dont speak on my dead homie
all you new coast niggaz chill
the city is mine, Eazy left it to me in his