Bootlegs & B-Sides — текст песни (Ice Cube f N.O. Joe Johnson)

[Lil Ass Gee]
Hell naw nigga fuck this
Nigga let me up out of here!
Nigga y`all can`t take me to jail anyway
I don`t even know why y`all got me gaffled
Look, fuck that, when my big homies find out about this shit
y`all gon` be workin in Alaska, so dress warm motherfucker

[Ice Cube]
Hahahaha, yeah

This type of shit it happens ev-ery-day -> Slick Rick (2X)

[Ice Cube]
Look at that lil` ass Westside loc`ed out
insane-in-the-brain little nigga servin `caine
Use to have to ask could he cross the street
Now he`s rollin in a G, the G 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 the)
bang, ping, catch you with the sleeper
He`ll draw down, and then check his beeper (fool)
He`s clockin them chips and bucks
Gettin, his little dick sucked by the, clucks (yeah)
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little loc`s are harder then the O.G.`s (that`s right)
You fall to the ground and then bleed
Just got served by little niggaz on a 10-speed
Twelve years old, got bumps they can`t keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil` ass gee
(a lil` ass gee) (a lil` ass gee)

[Lil Ass Gee]
Hey, you little niggaz need to get up out the spot man
What, what nigga you think I`m a lil` punk or somethin?
What you trippin for man?
Nigga fuck yo` life! {*BLAM BLAM, BLAM*}

Chorus: N.O. Joe Johnson

When you run for yo` gun, just to save yo` life
it`s just a .. little ass gee
When you hatin on these fools on these motherfuckin streets
I`m just a .. little ass gee
When I step up on yo` ass with the shank
niggaz know it`s just a .. little ass gee
Just a young motherfuckin tryin to clock my grip
I`m just a .. little ass gee

[Ice Cube]
God damn, it`s a trip
Use to have the G.I. Joe, with the kung-fu grip (yep)
Now it`s straight Crip, or Blood
Now ya sag, you used the flood (mark)
Now you`re known as the baby Droopy (yeah)
Goin to camp, and it ain`t Camp Snoopy (Wassup?)
But I ain`t surprised
It`s 12 months later, yea, I see you got a little size
You motherfuckin crook
You want respect cause you didn`t get`cha manhood took
Drinkin that `gac like it`s no tomorr-y
Westside hustler, fuck Atari
Been to jail, and it ain`t no thang
Can`t wait til you get 22`s on the hang (nigga look)
A underage boy that`s smokin tye
And that`s your idea of junior high
All you want for Christmas is guns and triggers
Little nigga nuttier than a Snickers
You don`t wanna be like Mike, you wanna be like me
A fool, a killer, a lil` ass gee
(a lil` ass gee) (a lil` ass gee)

Crazy motherfucker from around the way -> Cube (N.W.A.)

Chorus

[sampled interlude]
We have people, that have been conditioned
not to expect to live, beyond the age of 30
They no longer care
Once they no longer care, they`re extremely dangerous

I`m not afraid of bein shot
cause that`s the environment I grew up in

[Ice Cube]
See, I knew it wouldn`t be long (tell `em)
They got yo` ass stretched like Stretch Armstrong
in the one-man cell, it got`cha thinkin
Sendin more kites than Benjamin Franklin
Twenty years old but ya still a veteran
Won`t touch down til we`re livin like the Jetsons



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