Now he's rollin' in a Gee, the Gee is on E
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
Sendin' more kites than Benjamin Franklin
Rather stand in line or bust the ass of a young buck
That motherfucker is the first to bum
And will he do dirt? Fool, oh please
Won't touch down till we're livin' like The Jetsons
Can't wait till you get 22's on the hang
Learn about the knowledge of self ya see
A fool, a lil' ass Gee
In the one-man cell, it got'cha thinkin'
Like bang, ping, catch you with the sleeper
Just got served by little niggaz on the 10-speed
Your baby brother in shackles, a fool, a lil' ass Gee
And just when you think everything is calm
All you want for Christmas is guns and drinkers
It's 12 months later, year, I see you got a little size
That ya mad enough to go and stick the death to these
Never even think about a woman to fuck
But that's whatcha tell the little homies in the yard
They got your ass stretched like Stretch Armstrong
Drinkin' that 'yac like it's no tomorrow
But I ain't surprised
20 years old but ya still a veteran
He's clockin' them chicks and bucks
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass Gee
He's quick to hit you up with the two fingers spreaded
Got stuck, now you're bleedin'
A wild little nigga and it ain't no tamin'
Hospital ward, is got your reading
Use to have the G.I.Joe with the kung-fu grip
Now ya known as the favorite groupie
Little locs are harder then the OGz
You don't wanna be like Mike, you wanna be like me
Little nigga nuttier than a snicker
Now you know what fuckin' set he's claimin'
A fool, a killer, a lil' ass Gee
Use to have to axe could he cross the street
Proud of ya self, because ya done done it
Now he's straight crip, or blood
A underage boy that's lookin' tossed
You fall to the ground and beg please
Brand new inmates and who do ya see
He'll draw down and then check his beeper
Goddamn, it's a trick
See, it ain't about bein' hard
In the jail and it ain't no thang
See, I knew it wouldn't be long
Yo, this go out to the little hard head homies
And wish you could start all over again
And that's ya idea of who you hide
You motherfuckin' crook
Ya already done did 10
Gotcha 22's and your name on your stomach
You want respect 'cos you didn't get'cha manhood took
Westside hustler fucker-tory
Don't roll that shit and hold that shit
Now ya sag, you use the blunt
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the clucks
Who probably gon' see more, ah, assholes than pussy holes
Goin' to camp and it ain't Camp Snoopy
