Released on April 19, 2011

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[Intro]

The Los Angeles Lakers


[Chorus]

I’m a Gee

Imma muthafucking Gee

Imma natural born mothafucking Gee

Yeah, I’m a natural born Gee

Since the age of 3, mothafucka


[Verse 1]

Look I’m all for the gram

I’m everywhere nigga like bikes in Amsterdam

This the form of pure range off the page

Calypso nigga, live on stage

Yeah flaming, aiming and banging

Remaining aiming for paper relinquished back

From the flammers for principals

We live in war

Two of these shell shocking nickles in a four

I was raised to push lines constant

Make sure everybody knows what I represent

Gang bang, it’s nothing but a thang

Fire all filled with propane


[Chorus]


[Verse 2]

Try to separate us

I’m the greatest, we murder these invaders

Alligator paper chasers

Aces, poetry, races, trade places

More money, houses the size of glaziers

I’m a Gee

Rider, nothing but a quoter

Hammer, cock and logger

White widow smoker , halogenic not a gimmick

All for the spanish relentless mega super soaker


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]

You can run but you can’t hide

You can come, but you can’t ride

Caz you not a rider, a murder for hire

This is my game mothafucka I born for the fire

Malachi fluke this is what we on

Redemption henchman children of the corn

Real gangsta shit the new Donald Goines

Read my book nigga you know where I’m goin

Nigga my shit’s precious like unicorn

If I get knocked out niggas try to start growing

This is what I’m knowing D.O. double G P O-ing

You ain't the improvement we showing that


[Chorus]