[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Here the break down, Spider Loc is a joke
Nigga sound like chunk off the goonies, ya life is a movie
You ain't a factor you a actor, 50 gave you a script
Went from runnin' with the bloods to a G-Unit Crip
What's a G-Unit Crip? Not a gang in L.A
Bang on records but nigga won't bang in L.A
Why the fuck you wake me up?, nigga I'm tired
You a busta, so I'ma light your ass on fire
Nigga want my spot so he runnin' wit Buck
Keep tryna play The Game and you gon' get fucked
I heard diss after diss, lil nigga you suck
Like your baby mama in the third row of my truck
Norvell, I'll whoop your ass in your own hood
You so hard, why you ain't put out that song about Suge?
Trapped in the closet, R. Kelly-ass nigga
Get swiss-cheesed up, ol' deli-ass nigga
T.boz in Belly-ass nigga
Better ask around, I been the truth since Makaveli passed, nigga
And I ain't wanna have to do this shit
I rather be at home listening to the Cam'ron diss
Dr. Dre said it best "a bitch is a bitch"
You a MySpace gangsta, nigga suck my dick
Your flow is Budweiser, mines is Crystal
Put the faggot on ice, he gon' be there for a while
Now watch me put my chest out like 10 OG's
I wore this G-Unot shirt to show M.O.P
I'm gutter, muthafucka
Tell you "Fuck you" to 50 face and won't st-st-stutter, muthafucka
And now that I put the kids to bed, I tell you a story about a spider caught in his web
Marvel Williams, a well known Crip
Not 'cause he put in work, 'cause his brother a snitch
He belong in G-Unit, I'ma tell you the truth
50 this nigga's brother tell more than you
So I'ma break it down like an ounce of glue
I met the nigga Spider at Aaliyah video shoot
True, true, he had on no blue
DMX start laughin', said "this nigga think he better than you"
So I kicked a freestyle, and in the meanwhile this nigga soakin' up game tryna copy my style
Gave him a hunnid bars, all he did was smile
And DMX name me the fuckin' problem child
Now back to the future, you got a problem now, snoopin' around my hood, get fucked doggy style
I'll pull your faggot ass out them G-Unit sneakers and let ya soul burn in hell on the anniversary to Ether
You G-Unit Crip, used to be a Piru, your name Marvel, all you need now is a Spider-Man suit
Black Wall Street, bitch, you can't fuck wit my crew
My flow blind, baby, I'ma make you do what it do
Let's take a ride nigga I'ma make room in the coupe
Put the shovel in the truck, throw you in it too
Bitch in the passenger side say she hear somebody screamin'
Turn the music up
Baby, that's comin' from the speakers
She said "I ain't trippin', I hear somebody screamin'"
Had to throw her off so I start singin'
[Verse 1]
Here the break down, Spider Loc is a joke
Nigga sound like chunk off the goonies, ya life is a movie
You ain't a factor you a actor, 50 gave you a script
Went from runnin' with the bloods to a G-Unit Crip
What's a G-Unit Crip? Not a gang in L.A
Bang on records but nigga won't bang in L.A
Why the fuck you wake me up?, nigga I'm tired
You a busta, so I'ma light your ass on fire
Nigga want my spot so he runnin' wit Buck
Keep tryna play The Game and you gon' get fucked
I heard diss after diss, lil nigga you suck
Like your baby mama in the third row of my truck
Norvell, I'll whoop your ass in your own hood
You so hard, why you ain't put out that song about Suge?
Trapped in the closet, R. Kelly-ass nigga
Get swiss-cheesed up, ol' deli-ass nigga
T.boz in Belly-ass nigga
Better ask around, I been the truth since Makaveli passed, nigga
And I ain't wanna have to do this shit
I rather be at home listening to the Cam'ron diss
Dr. Dre said it best "a bitch is a bitch"
You a MySpace gangsta, nigga suck my dick
Your flow is Budweiser, mines is Crystal
Put the faggot on ice, he gon' be there for a while
Now watch me put my chest out like 10 OG's
I wore this G-Unot shirt to show M.O.P
I'm gutter, muthafucka
Tell you "Fuck you" to 50 face and won't st-st-stutter, muthafucka
And now that I put the kids to bed, I tell you a story about a spider caught in his web
Marvel Williams, a well known Crip
Not 'cause he put in work, 'cause his brother a snitch
He belong in G-Unit, I'ma tell you the truth
50 this nigga's brother tell more than you
So I'ma break it down like an ounce of glue
I met the nigga Spider at Aaliyah video shoot
True, true, he had on no blue
DMX start laughin', said "this nigga think he better than you"
So I kicked a freestyle, and in the meanwhile this nigga soakin' up game tryna copy my style
Gave him a hunnid bars, all he did was smile
And DMX name me the fuckin' problem child
Now back to the future, you got a problem now, snoopin' around my hood, get fucked doggy style
I'll pull your faggot ass out them G-Unit sneakers and let ya soul burn in hell on the anniversary to Ether
You G-Unit Crip, used to be a Piru, your name Marvel, all you need now is a Spider-Man suit
Black Wall Street, bitch, you can't fuck wit my crew
My flow blind, baby, I'ma make you do what it do
Let's take a ride nigga I'ma make room in the coupe
Put the shovel in the truck, throw you in it too
Bitch in the passenger side say she hear somebody screamin'
Turn the music up
Baby, that's comin' from the speakers
She said "I ain't trippin', I hear somebody screamin'"
Had to throw her off so I start singin'
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