Jayo Felony

Jayo Felony - Can't Keep A Gee Down lyrics

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G to the A G E
 Feel the pump  on my set
 Felon ego make everybody jump
 Your ass never seen the inside of a cellar
 A million dolla nigga bailin in Chuck Taylor's
 you wanna stop the gangsta shit it ain't happenin
 Jumping out the fo' on switches then I'm cappin
 Rolling thru the set with blue rollers in a grudge
 There's two of my best homies gotta face the judge
 Take the best deal let the mutherfucker spit out
 go up to the fortress walls & knock that shit out
 I keep all your books on fat, it's a hooker for some skeezers
 Let your crops sprout like Jesuses
 I'm coming from the S-T-R double-E-T
 Some pimp hoes jack fools and slang keys
 Get me a chicken cut it up into 36 pieces
 Then serve it to your nephews and nieces
 You stepped on the wrong toe so let's clown
 Back up off my gangsta rap & nuts you cant get a G down

 Chorus: Jayo Felony

 The parole violator is coming from the perpetrator
 If you dissing gangsta rap you gets the pipe (4X)
 It ain't time to preach fool it's time to fight

 [Jayo Felony]
 Fuck all that preaching that shit cant save us(yeah)
 Let my afro grow like Angie Davis
 Ain't shit you can say to bring my g's all back
 I'm letting off on my enemy aint showing no slack
 It's a fact all snitches need to be thrown in ditches
 I sweat'n a loc for calling hooker hoe bitches
 Your girl introduced us she said you couldn't see him
 Until I hopped my ass in the motherfuckin BM
 Now your on my nuts and my dick your suckin
 Come in my room 2 o'clock in the morning were gonna be fuckin
 No kissin me, no pictures and no concert tickets
 Just a big crooked juciy black dick come lick it
 Go ahead and call rape I got the hoe on tape
 And I was fuckin her well so I'm straight
 Tyson got railroaded for fuckin with them clowns
 And he'll be the first to tell you
 you cant keep a G down

 Chorus

 [Jayo Felony]
 I'm a G with no fuckin direction
 Just a ass full of dope and a strap for my protection
 Cutting bricks up slanging the rocks till i was stoneless
 Gotta keep the flow up to keep with the jones
 Until the whole block dried up I was full of bank
 And now we 40 deep in the motherfuckin holding tank
 California youth authority's my next trip
 Skinheads and eses to the bloods n crips
 4 o clock in the morning with my shank
 As I creep, comin like Freddy Kruger fool don't fall asleep
 After too many years,they straight paroled me
 You'll be back in two weeks the fuckin inmates told me
 In your cell you dropped your fuckin noodles
 You was on it when you saw me on the screen
 and not on for Most Wanted
 Now you wanna play that role but you'se a clown
 You can't keep a G down

 Chorus
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rush Associated Labels

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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