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hear the down
spider loc is a
sound like chunk off the goonies
ya is a movie
you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a
went from runnin with the to a g-unit crip
whats a g-unit crip? not a in LA
bang on records but nigga bang in LA
why the you wake me up ... nigga im tired
you a busta.. so ima yo ass on Fire
nigga want my spot so he with buck
keep tryna play The Game, and u 'gon get
i diss after diss, lil nigga you suck
like yo baby mama, in the row of my truck
ill whoop your ass in your own hood
you so hard why didnt u put out song about Suge
in the closet, R. Kelly ass nigga
get swiss cheesed up, ol' deli ass
t.boz in belly ass
better ask around, i been the since Makaveli passed nigga
and i aint wanna 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 nigga my dick
flow is budweiser, mines is crystale
put the on ice he gon be there for a while
now watch me put my out like 10 og's
i wore G-unot shirt to show m.o.p
im mutha fucka,
tell you fuck you to 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
marvel williams, a well crip
not cause he put in work, cause his a snitch
he belong in g-unit, ima tell you the
fifty, this nigga brother more than you
so ima break it like an ounce of glue
i met nigga spider at Alliyah video shoot
true, true, he had on no
dmx start laughin he said 'this nigga he better than you'
so i kicked a freestyle, and in the
this nigga soakin up game copy my style
gave him a bars, all he did was smile
and DMX named me the fuckin problem
now back to the future, you got a now
snoopin my hood, get fucked doggy style
i pull ya faggot ass out them g-unit
and let ya soul burn in on the anniversery to 'ether'
you g-unit crip, used to be a
your name marvel, all you need now is a spiderman
black bitch you cant fuck wit my crew
my blind baby, ima make you do what it do
lets take a ride Nigga ima make in the coupe
put the shovel in the truck, you in there too
bitch in the passenger side, say she hear screamin
the music up.. baby thats comin from the speakers
she said i aint trippin i somebody screamin
i had to throw her off so i singin
I know you love me
you the same when 50 Cent's in town
I know you love me
you always talkin' bout how Ma$e get
I you don't love me
you scream and holla when Spider around
got me fucked up wit them g-unit
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 like i do?
spit NaS too?
a yankee fitted, still throw up piru?
rock a fitted in the middle of the bronx
i shine in any hood like paul fronts
nigga my flow foolish sit back while i do
watch me manuever threw cedar block, and end up in
i spit like a
you spit crap like a rookie dice
snake eyes to the
nigga im grand
gave em grand nubian
g-unot, fifty tried to sue me and
say he kick me out the group nigga i
spider, you my spot nigga? clean up my mess
dirty ass nigga, fifty him a check
and if you sign, put ya contract on the internet
i been bangin for 10 years, muhtha i been a vet
for 500 he'll claim any set
give him a dollars hell 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, i got my own shoe
and my nigga take shots for the like NJ do
some say its bullshit till i pull
till i a full clip
get on the horn, meet me in the
tony you old ass coward
you 36 and u spit your hottest verse on my
now.. i aint that you dope nigga..
but you better than loc Nigga...
fifty saw the and thought he could use him
i know he be listein to that wack ass music
you got the west on your you a lyin bastard
you the reason push mute when they play madden
what the hell made you think you could fuck wit the
yo claim to fame was Yukmouth's chain
take my and lay low
heard you and uncle Yayo
got ran the fuck san diego
i'll give you 5 shots the 38 blow
leave a whole in your chest.. the of a bagel
we can do it you say so
wait till the lakers on the road, it out at the staples
open chest, show the world what you made of
my dick hard i cant wait till the day
i can put the infared on him
let rest, dont speak on my dead homie
all you new west niggaz chill
the city is mine, left it to me in his will