G-Unit Killa-Spider Loc
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G-Unit Killa - DJ Whoo Kid
I'm tired of that punk sh*t, where niggaz claim to done
Where they from and who run sh*t, I bang it to the tip-top
Can't stop, won't stop, droppin' gang bang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop, to the tick tock, to the blocks niggaz rip glocks
I'm knowin' that this sh*t hot, this your first introduction
To this motherf**kin' crip hop
It's time to research the documents and pull some files
And put it down with this gangsta style
'Cause I be seein' niggaz being more aggressive now
After peace treaty meetings and the weapons down
Sport Chucks 'member once it was Nikes and sandals
To me it's unlikely that you're sheisty and skanless
To manage this dramaticness I call my rep
Every step stay on deck keepin' bustaz in check
Certified murder guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
Niggaz have done did when the steel'll blast
Pockets filled with cash, f**k a Benz or Jag
Lookin' rough in a bucket, tuckin' tens and Macs
Dip roam, chip phones, flip and clock
Lick shots and the cops and control your block
Keep it true with the crew from the old to new
Ride providin' 'em with guidance like your 'sposed to do
Notice who, participatin' all the activity
That's how we livin G, strictly killer tendencies
So death to all my enemies and to the homies
Who rest in peace, a dub bag and Hennessey
These weak niggaz killin' me with their proclivity
To even pro climate that they as real as me
I'm tired of that punk sh*t, where niggaz claim to done
Where they from and who run sh*t, I bang it to the tip-top
Can't stop, won't stop, droppin' gang bang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop, to the tick tock, to the blocks niggaz rip glocks
I'm knowin' that this sh*t hot, this your first introduction
To this motherf**kin' crip hop
Yeah ni**a this crip, crip, crip, talk sh*t and I'ma bust yo' lip
I'm gettin chips in the summer in a nine-six Hummer
In D.C., f**kin' with a breezy, easy, see we see all we can see
G.R. we can G, the East side family, coherent, cohesive, the co-pilot
On this East side sh*t 'cuz, I'm co-signin'
On the East f**k peace we ridin violent
F**k where you been it's all about where I been
Sirens, gunshots, flood glocks get popped
When they all try to knock knock knock
Who is it? Visit the papers, the streets and the labels
We got the hottest sh*t burnin' on the turntables
I won't deny ya, I'm a straight rider and you don't wanna f**k with me
(Yeh, yeh)
I'm tired of that punk sh*t, where niggaz claim to done
Where they from and who run sh*t, I bang it to the tip-top
Can't stop, won't stop, droppin' gang bang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop, to the tick tock, to the blocks niggaz rip glocks
I'm knowin' that this sh*t hot, this your first introduction
To this motherf**kin' crip hop
CRIP 'cause that's all we G
I'm from Rollin', 20, Gangsta Crip
And I'ma tell you how the sh*t gon' C
(Gon' C)
Now, if I wasn't rappin' motherf**ker y'all be starvin'
On my nuts without bucks like Marvin
You can't sleep, you can't eat, look who starvin'
Written bill paid but still gotta be a slave
Flip your own money, make your own proper
Get yo' own heat, in case some niggaz try to stop ya
Be a boss hog about your money, float loc
And trust no one, anybody can get smoke smoked
Like a fat-a** blunt, of that bomb sh*t
Have a babysitter set that a** up for chip Chips Ahoy
Niggaz ran in with toys
If you didn't see 'em it's the East side boys
We be mobbin' like a motherf**kin' cut
Dirty dealt, Lil' Sag, Lil' Jay, Lil' Chuck
Two times, trey times on yo' motherf**kin' a**
Keep it O.G. ni**a, rewind and pass
It's just another day and forty dozen, niggaz strugglin'
Is you hustlin', do you relate to drug smugglin'?
If so, grab a nine and start to trip
But remember, don't let nobody punk you out yo' grip ni**a
Dogg Pound groovin', East side is the greatest
And other guys can't fade us, 'cause we're the hardest in the town
And duces, never could be faded and all you suckers hate it
Ohh crip is goin down, and baby have no doubt
We gonna turn it out and that's on East side L.B.C.
And we're the best, we rockin' coast to coast
And we be blowin' d**e, and baby that's the sh*t
I'm talkin real sh*t to ya baby
(That real crip sh*t)
Duces 'n trayz bangin'
(That real crip sh*t)
I'm talkin' real sh*t to ya baby
(That real crip sh*t)
Duces 'n trayz, bangin', bangin', bangin', bangin'
(That crip)
Oooh, yeah, that East sider sh*t
(East side, East side)
What y'all know about this here
(What, what, what?)
I'm talking crip sh*t
(I'm, talk to me, talk to me)
I'm talking crip sh*t
I'm talking crip sh*t to you baby
East side ahh, East side, East side
Ahh, East side, East side
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