[Verse 1]
Look at that lil' ass Westside doped out
Insane-in-the-brain little nigga servin' caine
Used to have to ask 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?)
He’ll 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 bomb
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 OG's
You fall to the ground and then bleed
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps and can't pee
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
[Verse 2]
God damn, it's a trip
Used to have the G.I. Joe with the kung-fu grip
Now he's straight Crip, or Blood
Now ya sag, you use to flood
Now ya known as the Baby Droopy
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 fuck Atari
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 smokin' Thai
And that's ya idea of junior high
All you want for Christmas is guns and triggers
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
Interlude: (*two sampled guys talking*)
[Verse 3]
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 to 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
Got ya mad enough to go and stick the deputy
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
[Outro]
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
