Gee Pac (Ambitionz Az a Ridah G-Mix) lyrics

by

B-Real


[Verse 1]
Smokin' on killer with a killer
And when I go to sleep I got my tool under my pillow
I'm looking in the mirror and watching my every move
I'm watching my enemies but I'm watching my friends too
I'm paranoid
Can't let a n*gga take me out
So I ride with that pistol hope one day I'll make a route
And momma cryin' tears cause her baby boy thuggin'
Learned the game from Cleezy 5 but I'm a natural born hustler
And n*ggas play you close so they can get up in your business
They rather see you down theirs too much hatred in my city
I ride with that Glock can't let them take me in my city
Flash out and crash out release the shots from the extension
Bury me in a casket full a money with my banger tucked
n*gga say he 'gon kill me
He must be smokin' on angel dust
Tryin' to join the gang but I can't let a lame hang with us
And get some fame from us we dangerous so you can't bang with us
It's all or nothin'
If I don't make it rappin' I'm trappin' I got to see a mill
n*ggas sell they soul we independent I don't need a deal
Might hit up blood to let you know how the reaper feel
I'll send my youngin' on a mission where your people live

[Chorus]
Hoes be jockin' and n*ggas be watchin'
But I can't let you run up on me
That's why I keep this gun up on me
If you run up you'll get done up homie
Hoes be jockin' and n*ggas be watchin'
But I can't let you run up on me
That's why I keep this gun up on me
If you run up you'll get done up homie
[Verse 2]
Some killers on that river
n*ggas who I use to look up to when I was little
My daddy died in ninety-six his homeboy flipped him
So Ava told me never put your trust up in a n*gga and nowadays
I barely put my trust up in my pistol
Cause we got in a jammy jam
Jammed up they could've killed us
And Mike told me, little n*gga you got next
Hop on the mixtape beat and flex
Fall back and get that check make sure you stand up in they chest
Ain't playin' checkers I play chess my n*gga died I'm like who's next
When it's yo time it's just yo time so ain't no need to wear a vest
So much sh*t be on my mind but ain't no need to even stress
Because it's all God's plan and he's just puttin' you to a test
I went from jackin' to rappin' and now I'm gettin' plays
I'm ridin' 'round full of tabs mind in a daze
Think I'm slippin' if you wanna
I bet I leave a n*gga body twitchin' on that corner
You run up you a goner

[Chorus]
Hoes be jockin' and n*ggas be watchin'
But I can't let you run up on me
That's why I keep this gun up on me
If you run up you'll get done up homie
Hoes be jockin' and n*ggas be watchin'
But I can't let you run up on me
That's why I keep this gun up on me
If you run up you'll get done up homie
[Outro]
You know what it is n*gga
TBG gorilla gang
You know back to back sh*t n*gga
Free the guys n*gga
What the f*ck you thought it was n*gga
Yeah b*tch ass n*gga
Whats happenin
Yeah The Real Gee Money you know what it is
Whole lotta gang sh*t
You know
Free Da Bang Man, free Blvd Mel, free Blvd Quick
You know what i’m sayin'
TBG gorilla gang in this b*tch
TBG gorilla gang in this b*tch
TBG gorilla gang in this b*tch
If you lame you can’t hang in this b*tch
Bang in yo sh*t
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