Songtext Heres what they think about you Spider Loc

Heres what they think about you

(feat. P Smurf)

[Intro: Spider Loc]
You a weird-ass Crip niggas, one of, one of the Bitchboy, thinkin' he got love for ya?
Hehehe! Here's wha... [2 gunshots]

[Intro: Spider Loc]
'Ey check it out!
Ey, you hoe-ass WackWall niggas quit callin' my phone, I ain't with that whole sick, uhh...
[gunshots]

[Intro: Spider Loc]
'Ey, hold up! 'ey check it out!
Ey, you hoe-ass WackWall niggas quit callin' my phone, I ain't with that whole sick, uhh...
And uuuhhh...
To you a weird-ass Crip niggas, one of, one of the Bitchboy, thinkin' he got love for ya?
Hehehe! Here's what they think about you!

[Dr. Dre sample from N.W.A's: "Message To B.A."]
Here's what they think about you! [x8]

[Female Voice:]
Got new message at 2:39... PM.

[Interlude: GAYme]
It's the biggest Piru, Blackwall Street, g-unot!
Weird-ass nigga!

[Intro: Spider Loc]
Okay! [gunshot]
'Ey Smurf, what it do?

[Papa Smurf {DJ Whoo Kid}:]
White-T with the coldest Verse
Red dot ya hat, you know it's Smurf!
Bitch I'm rich! Rich, but I still post
Old folks still see me and hold [2 GUNSHOTS]!
Know job but I got work
Maserati with the shotty put ya body in church. [2 gunshots]
Yeah ya whole family cryin' - fuckin' with Smurf {whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Had ya whole family smiling, fuckin' with Smurf! {kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Might employ ya on your side like ya lawyer
I'm ya boss! If you piss me off, nigga I ignore you!
Take the whole year! - You soft as a smirnoff
Now I pull a Mike Tyson and I bite your ear off! [beat stops]

[Intro: Spider Loc]
'Ey, hold up! 'ey check it out!
Ey, you hoe-ass WackWall niggas quit callin' my phone, I ain't with that whole sick, uhh...
And uuuhhh...
To you a weird-ass Crip niggas, one of, one of the Bitchboy, thinkin' he got love for ya?
Hehehe! Here's what they think about you!

[Dr. Dre sample from N.W.A's: "Message To B.A."]
Here's what they think about you! [x8] {G-UNIT WEST! }

[Female Voice:]
Got new message at 2:39... PM.

[Interlude: GAYme]
It's the biggest Piru, Blackwall Street, g-unot!
Weird-ass nigga!

[Intro: Spider Loc]
Okay!
'Ey Smurf, what it do?

[Papa Smurf:]
White-T with the coldest Verse
Red dot ya hat, you know it's Smurf!
Bitch I'm rich! Rich, but I still post
Old folks still see me and hold the worst!
Know job but I got work
Maserati with the shotty put ya body in church. [gunshots]
Yeah ya whole family cryin' - fuckin' with Smurf
Had ya whole family smiling, fuckin' with Smurf! [2 gunshots]
Might employ ya on your side like ya lawyer
I'm ya boss! If you piss me off, nigga I ignore you!
Take the whole year! - You soft as a smirnoff
Now I pull a Mike Tyson and I bite your ear off! [2 shots]
You a snitch! Brown beaver [gunshot] puffin' that mildew
Bumpin' your nobody 'till somebody kills you!
Nigga your nobody 'till some fills you!
Ya name get a buzz, then your brain get a *GUNSHOT*!

[Chorus: Spider Loc]
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks! {One tribulation ShaDE 45! }
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas! {Whoo Kid, Spider Loc, WestSide takeover! }
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks!
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas! {Happy Labor Day everybody! }
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks! {To all the workers out there, and all the hustlers! }
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas!
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks! {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

[Spider Loc:]
It's like I know I can spit, I just bleed my flow
[? ] with the weed I blow.
How many more demos need I show?
You can call me the pitcher, cause the speed I throw. [2 gunshots]
It's like - 97 miles a hour
Banana clip with like 97 rounds of power! [2 shots]
Got a Colt, .40-Glock and I call it a classic!
It feel light in my hand, it's like all of it's plastic. [2 gunshots]
[? ] beams if you talk Up
And I ain't tryna miss that's why I'm a walk up.
That's all I can say understand it homie {whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
When this mic gets hot somebody fan it for me {kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! }
Turn the AC on put some ice in the booth
He's so banged out, but still so nice with the truth.
I ain't sayin' I'm the hardest, but I paid my dues
And I'm known in through these streets even by Damu's!

[Chorus: Spider Loc]
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks!
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas!
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks!
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas! {WestSide takin' over the day! }
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks! {They callin' like crazy too! }
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas! {One tribulation ShaDE 45! G-Unit West}
We got Kush for days, keys and 'Ks! {Spider Loc! }
Six ones, six fours, deuces and treas! {GOD-... DAMN! }

[Outro: Spider Loc]
Hahaaaaaa!
Callin' my phone like a bitch!
Oh, that's how you feel, aight?
Dissin' on a voice, man?
Ya heard that?
Hahaaaaaaa!
G-Unit!
Real rocks!
Lames, brings, roof!
Hahaaaa!
HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Gang banger!