Nigga y'all can't take me to jail anyway, I don't even know why y'all got me gaffin' If my big homies find out about this, y'all gon' be workin' in Alaska, dress warm, motha This type of *** happens every day This type of *** happens every day Look at that little ass, west side, doped out, insane In a plane, little niggas hurricane, used 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 a two-finger spreading He'll roll that *** and hold that *** Now you know what the *** is settin' he's claimin' A wild little nigga and it ain't no tamin' And just when you think everything has come, that motha ***a is the first to bum Like the bang, ping, catch it with a sleeper He'll draw down and then check his people He's clockin' them chips and bucks Gettin' his little niggas up by the clucks And will he do dirt, fool, oh please Little wokes are harder than the OGs You fall to the ground and then bleed Just got served by little niggas on a 10-speed Twelve years old, got niggas that can't be A straight killer, a fool, a little ass G A little ass G A little ass G Hey man, you little niggas need to get up out the spot, man What? What nigga, you think I'm a little punk or something? What you trippin' for, nigga? A little ass G A little ass G When you wanna play your game, it's to save your life It's just that little ass G Break you hatin' on these fools on these streets I'm just a little ass G When I step up on your ass, get in shape Niggas know it's just that little ass G Just a young motha ***a tryna clock my grip I'm just a little ass G Goddamn, it's a trip Used to have the G.I. jump with the kung fu grip Now it's straight crip or blood Now you're sag, you're used to blood Now you're nut as the baby droopy Goin' to camp and it ain't Camp Snoopy But I ain't surprised, it's twelve months later Yeah, I see you got a little size You motha ***a crook You want respect cause you didn't get your man hooked Drinkin' that yak like it's notamari West side hustla, the tori We been to jail and it ain't no fame Can't wait till you get twenty twos on the hang A underage boy that's smokin' time 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 little ass G A little ass G A little ass G When you runnin' for your life A little ass G A little ass G A little ass G A little ass G I'm not afraid of bein' shot Cause that's the environment I grew up in See, I knew it wouldn't be long They got your ass stretched like Stretch Armstrong In a one-man cell, it got you thinkin' Sending more kites than Benjamin Franklin Twenty years old, but you're still a veteran Won't touch down till we're livin' like the Jetsons Proud of yourself because you done done it Got your twenty twos and your name on your stomach Never even think about a woman or f*** Rather stand in a line to bust the ass of a young buck Got stuck, now you're bleedin' Hospital ward, it's got you readin' Learn about the knowledge of self-deceit Got you mad enough to go and stick the death yet in See, it ain't about bein' hard But that's what you're tellin' little homies on the yard You're already undead ten And wish you could start all over again Brand new inmates, and who do you see? Your baby brother in shackles, a fool, a little-ass G A little-ass G A fool, a little-ass G Yo, let's go out to the little hard-head homies We're probably gonna see more, uh, *** than p*** When they get you in that system And I ain't trippin' When you runnin' for your life You said your life is just a little-ass G Regulation on these fools I'm just a little-ass G When I step up on your ass Get in shape, n****s Know it's just that little-ass G Just a young motherf***er Tryna grind my grip I'm just a little-ass G www.LRCgenerator.com