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letra de bitch ass niggas - spider loc

[intro: snoopy blue]
we just in-started g-unit west baby (that’s right)
spider loc (spider loc)
snoopy blue (snoopy blue)
c-riiiiiiiiiiiip

[verse 1: snoopy blue]
i’m a soldier (yea), two gun, four clip holder (yea)
beef ain’t nuttin’ but a slug in ya shoulder, game over (d-mn)
like the drama that a b-tch bring and f-ck you record haters this a g-unit crip thing
blue, west coast team, s.p.i. (what up my n-gga)
it’s snoopy blue the true one for death doe ride (riders)
i’m east side born and raised and stay with a burner and if my life was a book it a be a page turner (hahaha)
n-gga, this is more than music, i’m tryna warn you b-tch n-ggas, homie please don’t do it (don’t do it n-gga)
keep your lil comments up under your hat ’cause when we see you, you (ay, what you say homie) gon’ have to answer to that
and that goes for you b-tches too, [?] (pass that hill) [?] [?]
you could keep talkin’ like you ain’t hearin’ me (oh, you ain’t hearin’ me?)
but next time (it’s on) a n-gga do a song dissin’ the most
i’m at ya concert aiming out the front row

[chorus: spider loc]
these b-tch ass n-ggas can’t do it like we do
you gettin’ sick of this sh-t cuzz? me too
this rap sh-t is only a preview
cause we dumpin’ on sight when we see you
these b-tch ass n-ggas can’t do it like we do
you gettin’ sick of this sh-t cuzz? me too
this rap sh-t is only a preview
cause we dumpin’ on sight (hmmmmmm) when we see you
[verse 2: spider loc]
i’m off xo, kush and a half of x (higher than a motherf-cker)
in the coupe told snoopy blue to pass the tech
let me out, i’ma ’bout to leave them b-st-rds wet (huhhh, where they at?)
sleepin’ like a baby in a bassinet (g-unit!)
i know they rush by like half they set but watch them hollow heads eat half they neck
i’m a rider as easty as they get
spider ain’t tryna see his last day yet (uh-uh)
i bust first, what’s worst than me and my locs (nothing)
on one, y’all ain’t seein’ my folks (n0body), f-ck with us
yea, y’all could left low
this a [?] gang for death doe
what the b-tch boy wanna get at the s fo’?
every n-gga runnin’ the streets on the west know
you a peon, who you tryna impress ho?
i’m east side bang and runnin’ the west doe

[chorus: spider loc]
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