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hear the down
loc is a joke
nigga like chunk off the goonies
ya is a movie
you a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script
went from runnin the bloods to a g-unit crip
whats a g-unit crip? not a in LA
on records 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 runnin buck
tryna play The Game, and u 'gon get fucked
i heard diss diss, lil nigga 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
in the closet, R. Kelly ass nigga
get swiss up, ol' deli ass nigga
t.boz in ass nigga
better ask around, i been the truth since Makaveli passed
and i aint wanna have to do shit
id be at home listeing to the Cam'ron diss
Dr. Dre said it best 'a bitch is a
you a gangsta nigga suck my dick
your is budweiser, mines is crystale
put the faggot on ice he gon be for a while
now watch me put my chest out like 10
i wore G-unot shirt to show m.o.p
im gutter fucka,
tell you fuck you to Fifty face, and wont muthafucka
and now that i put the to bed
i tell you a about a spider caught in his web
williams, a well known crip
not cause he put in work, cause his a snitch
he belong in g-unit, ima tell you the
fifty, nigga brother tell more than you
so ima break it down like an ounce of
i met nigga spider at Alliyah video shoot
true, true, he had on no
dmx start laughin he said 'this nigga think he than you'
so i a freestyle, and in the meanwhile
nigga soakin up game tryna copy my style
gave him a bars, all he did was smile
and DMX me the fuckin problem child
now back to the future, you got a now
snoopin around my hood, get doggy style
i pull ya faggot ass out them g-unit
and let ya soul burn in hell on the anniversery to
you g-unit crip, used to be a
your name marvel, all you need now is a suit
black bitch you cant fuck wit my crew
my flow baby, ima make you do what it do
lets take a ride Nigga ima make room in the
put the shovel in the truck, you in there too
bitch in the passenger side, say she hear somebody
turn the up.. baby thats comin from the speakers
she said i aint trippin i hear screamin
i had to her off so i start singin
I know you love me
you aint the same 50 Cent's in town
I you dont love me
you talkin' bout how Ma$e get down
I you don't love me
you scream and holla when Spider Loc's
got me fucked up wit them g-unit
tryna run game on me you bitch
get yo ass in the
prodigy know i aint a punk
keep these rap niggaz in check like a pair of
who can like i do?
spit NaS too?
rock a yankee fitted, still up piru?
rock a dodger fitted in the middle of the
i shine in any hood like paul wall
nigga my flow foolish sit while i do this
watch me manuever cedar block, and end up in hoover
i spit a ruger
you crap like a rookie dice shooter
snake eyes to the
nigga im pooba
em somethin' 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, nigga put ya on the internet
i been for 10 years, muhtha fucka i been a vet
for 500 he'll claim any set
give him a 1000 dollars tat it on his hand... damn
thats worse me lyin sayin olivia was a man
ya XXL cover like makin of the band
you mad, cause i got my own
and my take shots for the game like NJ do
say its bullshit till i pull quick
till i empty a clip
get on the horn, meet me in the
tony you old ass coward
you 36 and u spit hottest verse on my album
now.. i aint sayin you dope nigga..
but you better spider loc Nigga...
fifty saw the and thought he could use him
i know he dont be listein to that ass music
you got the west on your back? you a bastard
you the reason niggaz push mute they play madden
what the made you think you could fuck wit the game
when yo claim to fame was Yukmouth's
take my and lay low
heard you and your Yayo
got ran the fuck san diego
give you 5 shots when the 38 blow
leave a whole in your chest.. the of a bagel
we can do it you say so
till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples
open your chest, show the world you made of
my dick i cant wait till the day come
when i can put the on him
let rest, dont speak on my dead homie
all you new west niggaz chill
the city is mine, Eazy left it to me in his