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hear the down
loc is a joke
nigga sound chunk off the goonies
ya life is a
you a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script
went from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit
whats a g-unit crip? not a in LA
on records but nigga won't bang in LA
why the fuck you wake me up ... 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 heard diss after diss, lil nigga you
like yo baby mama, in the third row of my
naw-vail ill whoop your ass in own hood
you so hard why didnt u put out song about Suge
trapped in the closet, R. ass nigga
get swiss cheesed up, ol' deli ass
t.boz in ass nigga
better ask around, i been the truth since Makaveli nigga
and i aint wanna have to do this
id rather be at home listeing to the Cam'ron
Dr. Dre said it best 'a bitch is a
you a gangsta nigga 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 10 og's
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 i put the kids to bed
i tell you a story about a caught in his web
marvel williams, a 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 nigga spider at Alliyah video shoot
true, true, he had on no
dmx start laughin he said nigga think he better than you'
so i kicked a freestyle, and in the
this soakin up game tryna copy my style
gave him a hundred bars, all he did was
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 on the anniversery to 'ether'
you g-unit crip, to be a piru
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 room in the coupe
put the shovel in the truck, you in there too
bitch in the passenger side, say she somebody screamin
the music up.. baby thats comin from the speakers
she said i aint trippin i hear somebody
i had to throw her off so i start
I know you dont me
you the same when 50 Cent's in town
I know you dont me
you talkin' bout how Ma$e get down
I know you don't me
you scream and holla when Spider around
got me fucked up wit g-unit crips
tryna run on me you punk bitch
get yo ass in the
know that i aint a punk
keep these rap in check like a pair of dunks
who can like i do?
like NaS too?
rock a fitted, still throw up piru?
rock a dodger fitted in the middle of the
i shine in any hood like paul fronts
nigga my flow foolish sit back while i do
watch me threw cedar block, and end up in hoover
i like a ruger
you spit crap like a rookie shooter
eyes to the loser
nigga im grand
gave em somethin' grand
created g-unot, tried to sue me and
say he me out the group nigga i left
spider, you want my spot nigga? clean up my
ass nigga, fifty give him a check
and if you sign, nigga put ya contract on the
i been for 10 years, muhtha fucka i been a vet
for 500 dollas he'll any set
give him a 1000 dollars hell tat it on his hand...
thats worse than me lyin sayin was a man
ya XXL cover look like makin of the
you mad, cause i got my own
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, me in the bullpit
yayo you old ass coward
you 36 and u spit your 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 dont be listein to wack ass music
you got the west on your back? you a lyin
you the reason niggaz push mute they play madden
what the made you think you could fuck wit the game
yo claim to fame was Yukmouth's chain
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 whole in your chest.. the size of a
we can do it you say so
wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the
your chest, show the world what you made of
my dick hard i cant wait the day come
when i can put the on him
let billboard rest, dont speak on my dead
all you new west coast niggaz
the city is mine, left it to me in his will