King Lil G - L.A. Vibe lyrics

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King Lil G - L.A. Vibe lyrics

[Goodfellas Dialogue] As Far Back As I Can Remember I Always Wanted To Be A Gangster [King Lil G] Hey Where You Muthaf**ers From Homie? Yeah, Bang That sh** I Said Bang That sh** Yeah [Verse 1] Home Of The Crips & Bloods Where The Ese's 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 Til The Budda Comes Gang Signs In The Sky We The Hooligans And I'm Never Gonna Tell You Who The f** To Trust And I'm Never Gonna Tell You Who The f** It Was I Hesitate So Basically I Made It To The Gang In The Major League Rap Game Came Through So It Pays A G Get Love So Much I Don't Play With Beef I Just Ride Homicide Through The Enemies Hood Give A f** What The Enemy Does Just Be Ready When The Enemy Comes Little Homie Found Out What A Felony Was b**h My Hood Don't Play Got Recruited In L.A Got Them Shooters Moving Weight We Come Through & Pull That K We Like The Muthaf**ing 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 Keeping It Gangsta Is Hard And I Do It But Often Its Driving Me Crazy [Hook] Wouldn't Be L.A. Without That Gangsta sh** Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Wouldn't Be L.A. Without That Gangsta sh** Gangsta, Gangsta Wouldn't Be L.A. Without That Gangsta sh** Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Wouldn't Be L.A. Without It Wouldn't Be L.A Wouldn't Be L.A. (A) Wouldn't Be L.A. (Never) Wouldn't Be L.A. (No) Wouldn't Be L. (A) [Verse 2] Tell Your Homies Better Go & Hold A Pistol Got Your Homie Shot 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 s**as I Could Never Reconcile Gangsta Without A Doubt Never Get Caught When You Out Of Bounds Never Get Caught When You Out Of Town I Was In The Middle Of The Muthaf**en Block That Day (Block That Day) Then I Heard A Little Whistle And A Muthaf**er Kock N Spray (co*ked & Sprayed) Gunshots Went Pop Till The Cops Helicopters Came (yea, yea, yea, yea) Then They Put Em In A Coma Couldn't Move Till The Doctors Came (yea, yea, yea, yea) Everybody In L.A. co*k Back That sh** Go Bang (yea, yea, yea, yea) Got Weed Got Pills Perscribed Like Kurt Cobain [Hook] Wouldn't Be L.A. Without That Gangsta sh** Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Wouldn't Be L.A. Without That Gangsta sh** Gangsta, Gangsta Wouldn't Be L.A. Without That Gangsta sh** Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Wouldn't Be L.A. Without It Wouldn't Be L.A Wouldn't Be L.A. (A) Wouldn't Be L.A. (Never) Wouldn't Be L.A. (No) Wouldn't Be L. (Yeah Yeah Yeah)

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