Lyrics Gee Pac - Da Real Gee Money

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 nigga 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 niggas 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 touch 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
Nigga 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
Niggas 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

Hoes be jockin' and niggas 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 niggas 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

Some killers on that river
Niggas 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 nigga 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 nigga 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 nigga 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 shit 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 nigga body twitchin' on that corner
You run up you a goner

Hoes be jockin' and niggas 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 niggas 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