240 Bars Lyrics - Singles - Game

hear the break down 

spider loc is a joke 

nigga sound like chunk off the goonies 

ya life is a movie 

you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script 

went from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit crip 

whats a g-unit crip? not a gang in LA 

bang on records but nigga won't bang in LA 

why the fuck you wake me up ... nigga im tired 

you a busta. so ima light yo ass on Fire 

nigga want my spot so he runnin with buck 

keep tryna play The Game, and u 'gon get fucked 

i heard diss after diss, lil nigga you suck 

like yo baby mama, in the third row of my truck 

naw-vail ill whoop your ass in your own hood 

you so hard why didnt u 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 aint wanna have to do this shit 

id rather be at home listeing 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 crystale 

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 

im gutter mutha fucka, 

tell you fuck you to Fifty face, and wont 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, ima tell you the truth 

fifty, this nigga brother tell more than you 

so ima break it down like an ounce of glue 

i met this nigga spider at Alliyah video shoot 

true, true, he had on no blue 

dmx start laughin he 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 hundred bars, all he did was smile 

and DMX named me the fuckin problem child 

now back to the future, you got a problem now 

snoopin around my hood, get fucked doggy style 

i pull ya faggot ass out them g-unit sneakers 

and let ya soul burn in hell on the anniversery to 'ether' 

you g-unit crip, used to be a piru 

your name marvel, all you need now is a spiderman suit 

black wallstreet bitch you cant fuck wit my crew 

my flow blind baby, ima make you do what it do 

lets take a ride Nigga ima make room in the coupe 

put the shovel in the truck, throw you in there too 

bitch in the passenger side, say she hear somebody screamin 

turn the music up. baby thats comin from the speakers 

she said i aint trippin i hear somebody screamin 

i had to throw her off so i start singin 

I know you dont love me 

you aint the same when 50 Cent's in town 

I know you dont love me 

you always talkin' bout how Ma$e get down 

I know you don't love me 

you scream and holla when Spider Loc's around 

got me fucked up wit them g-unit crips 

tryna run game on me you punk bitch 

get yo ass in the trunk 

prodigy know that i aint a punk 

keep these rap niggaz in check like a pair of dunks 

who can flip like i do? 

spit like NaS too? 

rock a yankee fitted, still throw up piru? 

rock a dodger fitted in the middle of the bronx 

i shine in any hood like paul wall fronts 

nigga my flow foolish sit back while i do this 

watch me manuever threw cedar block, and end up in hoover 

i spit like a ruger 

you spit crap like a rookie dice shooter 

snake eyes to the loser 

nigga im grand pooba 

gave em somethin' grand nubian 

created g-unot, fifty tried to sue me and 

say he kick me out the group nigga i left 

spider, you want my spot nigga? clean up my mess 

dirty ass nigga, fifty give him a check 

and if you sign, nigga put ya contract on the internet 

i been bangin for 10 years, muhtha fucka i been a vet 

for 500 dollas he'll claim any set 

give him a 1000 dollars hell tat it on his hand... damn 

thats worse than me lyin sayin olivia was a man 

ya XXL cover look like makin of the band 

you mad, cause i got my own shoe 

and my nigga take shots for the game like NJ do 

some say its bullshit till i pull quick 

till i empty a full clip 

get on the horn, meet me in the bullpit 

tony yayo you old ass coward 

you 36 and u spit your hottest verse on my album 

now. i aint sayin that you dope nigga. 

but you better than spider loc Nigga... 

fifty saw the oppourtunity and thought he could use him 

i know he dont be listein to that wack ass music 

you got the west on your back? you a lyin bastard 

you the reason niggaz push mute when they play madden 

what the hell made you think you could fuck wit the game 

when yo claim to fame was Yukmouth's chain 

take my advice and lay low 

heard you and your uncle Yayo 

got ran the fuck outta san diego 

i'll give you 5 shots when the 38 blow 

leave a whole in your chest. the size of a bagel 

we can do it when you say so 

wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples 

open your chest, show the world what you made of 

my dick hard i cant wait till the day come 

when i can put the infared on him 

let billboard rest, dont speak on my dead homie 

all you new west coast niggaz chill 

the city is mine, Eazy left it to me in his will 

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