[Spider Loc]This bitch boy can not see meListen to the way I rhymeOn the streets I got that easyThis West Coast is mineI got a hundred young niggaz wit me hollerin\' 2 c\'s\nWack and Pooh rider, them my niggaz from 2 p\'s\nI smashed in the 90\'s and I run into 2 g\'s\nYou ain\'t a gangbanger so you run in wit 2 tees\nYou hurricane stompin\' with the flame bandana\nIn Compton they say you used to glaze Santana\nYou gave that up, and really start trippin\'\nAnd yo Doja could you tell me, what made ya start strippin\'?\nYou did change your heart, and now it\'s Piru\nOn DVD talkin like the downest Damu\nBut Doja, you know just as well as I do\nThe truth is the story that you tell is not true\nDoja be in a gang for the last few yearsAnd tried to go from tongue rings to them tattooed tears\nStop the frontin\' You ain\'t wit the funken at all\nYou really ain\'t nuttin\' more than dunkin\' a ball\nRev Riders Red Rags\nEverybody knowin\' you a nobody that sound like everybody flowin\nYou ain\'t got no background you talk about T.V.\nIf it ain\'tabout Tupac, It\'s all about Easy\nIf it ain\'t about Easy, It\'s all about Fif and theUnitI wonder who\'s listenin\' to itJumped on Dre\'s dick and do nuttin to YucmouthMemphis Bleek or Joe BuddenI\'ve come to the conclusion you got to be special or retardedHow the Fuck\'d you get me startedBut a war with the Loc, you don\'t wanna try thatYou steady goin\' broke and gettin\' butterfly tatsWhen Fosen died you lost ya G sideAnd I just spoke with G Malone and G RideAnd they said no bullshit, it\'s on fo\' realYou get popped, if you try to pop up on BrazilOh I\'m from, that\'s just how the politics goI got a boss from New York that knows how to get doeI\'m a Loc from L.A. that knows how to kick flowIn big blue diamonds look how my shit glowYou don\'t know, where I\'m fromYou don\'t know, where you fromYou can catch me in the Yukon hittin\' on fireOr pushin\' up century, gettin\' head from MyaAnd I don\'t really wanna let the Tec speakSo Bitch Boy, check your techniqueAnd while your at that check the streets goodThe Eastside Riders don\'t fuck with EastwoodYou just a bad look for the Dymu\'sTight drawers saggin\', hatin\' ya high schoolG-Unit! On the plaque of the lowriderDa rats in the hood holla \"Go Spidah!\"I\'m from the most gang and I flow tighterTake back the Bentley\'s, go get a ghost riderJacion callin\' for peacehe said it his self, you should call the policeIf you ever see the G-Unit Crips, I\'ma EC banger with G-Unit chipsI can tell that you hate it alotBut I\'ma stay on top, if ya hate it or not Bitch, Bitchin', Boy, coast, Criminal, crips, diss, Game, latino, Loc, Mr, rap, Spider, Stop, The, west