Lil Ass Gee Lyrics - Lethal Injection - Ice Cube

Look at that lil' ass Westside doped out 

Insane-in-the-brain little nigga servin caine 

Use to have to axe could he cross the street 

Now he's rollin' in a Gee, the Gee is on E 

He's quick to hit you up with the two fingers spreaded (Wassup?) 

Don't roll that shit (Wassup?) and hold that shit (Wassup?) 

Now you know what fuckin set he's claimin 

A wild little nigga and it ain't no tamin 

And just when you think everything is calm 

That motherfucker is the first to bum 

Like bang, ping, catch you with the sleeper 

He'll draw down and then check his beeper 

He's clockin them chicks and bucks 

Gettin, his little dick sucked by the, clucks 

And will he do dirt? Fool oh please 

Little locs are harder then the OGz 

You fall to the ground and beg please 

Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed 

12 years old, got bumps they can't keep 

A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee... 

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God damn, it's a trick 

Use to have the G.I.Joe with the kung-fu grip 

Now he's straight Crip, or Blood 

Now ya sag, you use the blunt 

Now ya known as the favorite groupie 

Goin' to camp and it ain't Camp Snoopy (Wassup?) 

But I ain't surprised 

It's 12 months later, year, I see you got a little size 

You motherfuckin crook 

You want respect cos you didn't get'cha manhood took 

Drinkin that 'yac like it's no tomorr-y 

Westside hustler fucker-tory 

In the jail and it ain't no thang 

Can't wait til you get 22's on the hang (Uhh) 

A underage boy that's lookin tossed 

And that's ya idea of who you hide 

All you want for Christmas is guns and drinkers 

Little nigga nuttier than a Snicker 

You don't wanna be like Mike, you wanna be like me 

A fool, a killer, a lil' ass gee... 

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Interlude: (*two sampled guys talking*) 

See, I knew it wouldn't be long 

They got your ass stretched like Stretch Armstrong 

In the one-man cell, it got'cha thinkin' 

Sendin' more kites than Benjamin Franklin 

20 years old but ya still a veteran 

Won't touch down til we're livin' like the Jetsons 

Proud of ya self, because ya done done it 

Gotcha 22's and your name on your stomach 

Never even think about a woman to fuck 

Rather stand in line or bust the ass of a young buck 

Got stuck, now you're bleedin' 

Hospital ward has got you reading 

Learn about the knowledge of self ya see 

That ya mad enough to go and stick the death to these 

See, it ain't about bein hard 

But that's whatcha tell the little homies in the yard 

Ya already done did 10 

And wish you could start all over again 

Brand new inmates and who do ya see 

Your baby brother in shackles, a fool, a lil' ass gee... 

A fool, a lil' ass gee 

Yo this go out to the little hardhead homies 

Who probably gon' see more, ahh, assholes than pussyholes 

When they get you in that system