L.A. Vibe

(As far back as I could remember, I always wanted to be a gangster)

Hey, where you motherfuckers from, homie?

Yeah, bang that shit

I said bang that shit

Yeah

Home of the Crips and Bloods

Where the eses shoot and they never run

L.A. County blues, what we do for fun

And I'm never gonna tell 'em who the shooter was

I'm gonna keep on getting high till the Buddha comes

Gang signs in the sky, we the hooligans

And I'm never gonna tell you who the fuck to trust

And I'm never gonna tell you who the fuck it was

I hesitate, so basically I made it to the gang in the major league

Rap game come through, so it pays a G

Get love so much, I don't play with beef

I just ride homicide through the enemy's hood

Give a fuck what the enemy does

Just be ready when the enemy comes

Little homie found out what a felony was

Bitch, my hood don't play, got recruited in L.A.

Got them shooters moving weight

We come through and pull that K

We like the mothafucking Navy

I'm trying to save money

I'm hoping that God is the one that could save me

It's easy concealing a weapon

It's almost impossible raising a baby

Keepin' it gangsta is hard, and I do it

But often it's driving me crazy

Wouldn't be L.A. without that gangsta shit

Wouldn't be L.A. without that gangsta shit

Wouldn't be L.A. without that gangsta shit

Wouldn't be L.A. without

Wouldn't be L.A.

Wouldn't be L.A.

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Wouldn't be L.A.

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Tell your homies better go and hold a pistol

Got your homie shot and now your homies miss 'em

That's what happens when I wanna go against you

That's what happens when I wanna push an issue

Told you suckas I could never reconcile

Gangsta without a doubt

Don't ever get caught when you out of bounds

Don't ever get caught when you out of town

I was in the middle of the mothafucking block that day

Then I heard a little whistle when a mothafucker cocked and sprayed

Gunshots went pop till the cops' helicopters came

Then they put him in a coma, couldn't move till the doctors came

Everybody in L.A. cock back that shit, go "bang"

Got weed, got pills prescribed like Kurt Cobain

Wouldn't be L.A. without that gangsta shit

Wouldn't be L.A. without that gangsta shit

Wouldn't be L.A. without that gangsta shit

Wouldn't be L.A. without

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