Ice Cube - Lil Ass Gee Lyrics
Look at that lil ass westside doped outInsane-in-the-brain little nigga servin caineUse to have to axe could he cross the streetNow hes rollin in a gee, the gee is on eHes quick to hit you up with the two fingers spreaded (wassup? )Dont roll that shit (wassup? ) and hold that shit (wassup? )Now you know what *****in set hes claiminA wild little nigga and it aint no taminAnd just when you think everything is calmThat mother*****er is the first to bumLike bang, ping, catch you with the sleeperHell draw down and then check his beeperHes clockin them chicks and bucksGettin, his little dick sucked by the, clucksAnd will he do dirt? fool oh pleaseLittle locs are harder then the ogzYou fall to the ground and beg pleaseJust got served by little niggas on the 10-speed12 years old, got bumps they cant keepA straight killer, a fool, a lil ass gee.....God damn, its a trickUse to have the g.i.joe with the kung-fu gripNow hes straight crip, or bloodNow ya sag, you use the bluntNow ya known as the favorite groupieGoin to camp and it aint camp snoopy (wassup? )But I aint surprisedIts 12 months later, year, I see you got a little sizeYou mother*****in crookYou want respect cos you didnt getcha manhood tookDrinkin that yac like its no tomorr-yWestside hustler *****er-toryIn the jail and it aint no thangCant wait til you get 22s on the hang (uhh)A underage boy thats lookin tossedAnd thats ya idea of who you hideAll you want for christmas is guns and drinkersLittle nigga nuttier than a snickerYou dont wanna be like mike, you wanna be like meA fool, a killer, a lil ass gee......Interlude: (*two sampled guys talking*)See, I knew it wouldnt be longThey got your ass stretched like stretch armstrongIn the one-man cell, it gotcha thinkinSendin more kites than benjamin franklin20 years old but ya still a veteranWont touch down til were livin like the jetsonsProud of ya self, because ya done done itGotcha 22s and your name on your stomachNever even think about a woman to *****Rather stand in lin eor bust the ass of a young buckGot stuck, now youre bleedinHospital ward, is got your readingLearn about the knowledge of self ya seeThat ya mad enough to go and stick the death to theseSee, it aint about bein hardBut thats whatcha tell the little homies in the yardYa already done did 10And wish you could start all over againBrand new inmates and who do ya seeYour baby brother in shackles, a fool, a lil ass gee.....A fool, a lil ass geeYo this go out to the little hardhead homiesWho probably gon see more, ahh, *****s than *****holesWhen they get you in that system
