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L.A. Confidential

YG

California Livin

52

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro/Ad-Lib] [Verse 1: Blanco] Ain't the type of white dude sippin' Bud Light I'm the type with my nine screamin' thug life A bad bitch wanna fuck tonight You ain't shit mother fucker so it's fuck your life Fuck the DEA, IRS and FBI There I said it, won't regret it 'til we start trial I don't ever leave a paper trail And best believe I'm the G that will break the scale I'm a hustler, give a fuck about a budget I'm a gangster, give a fuck about them judges I'm a monster, middle finger to you suckers I'm a mobster: Mr. Untouchable Can't fuck with me, I'm so on some other shit On a road trip, gotta bring my other bitch Not my other bitch, my other-other-other bitch Every brick I flip, the more I'm like fuck 'em [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah [Verse 2: YG] Niggas hate daily, Glock's my protection I'm the nigga that your mamma told you not to mess wit' Caught an interception on your bitch [?] Give her some dick quick, now watch how fast she collapse Pusha Ink the label, yeah, been that way since day one The hoes get around me and me I just gotta say somethin' I let me chain speak, I ain't really gotta say much If you see me in the streets, holla suwoop, nigga stay up I'm all about my dollars, pop my collar on a hoe bitch She say 'all you wanna do is fuck me', I say 'you know it' My bitch stolen, my bitch bad Don't trip cause the homies got the strap Run up on you fat like the mother fuckin' police With pistols to your face like 'nigga don't you owe me?' I'm tryna steal the rap game like a house lit I'm from the west but I'm tryna fuck a south bitch [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] Look I'm fresh off the block, I ain't even really left yet Best on the west, hands down, no question In my Adidas, got the Slauson boy etched in And Black Sam keep the money invested All I do is check rappers off the checklist And I don't beef, I eat beef for breakfast And I don't sleep cause these streets is hectic I don't make peace I just put 'em on my necklace Real nigga, never ran, never snitched The old lady on fifth ain't raised no bitch And we some real niggas, not like them niggas in your clique I was runnin' 'round talkin' 'bout the lil shit you did We don't never say nothing about that big shit that we did We just see each other and nod and you know what it is And we don't talk about the big shit we did We just see each other and nod and you know what it is, nigga [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah [Verse 4: DB Tha General] DB nigga I be on that dope shit My junkies be stay ready, be heavy and get your dope, kid Talking pussy, boy on my momma you ain't shot a stick This nigga mad, oh well yeah I got your bitch I heard that he snitching, paperwork bands circulating Heard this nigga snitch, I swear to God, how the fuck he ate? Known to bang hands down, I got the brown You can ask around the town, DB I'm gettin' down fast I got the gas and gas, gas, gas on top of gas I'm like 'fuck school, fuck school', never went to class I act a ass and act a ass I'm like 'fuck math' They talkin' shit, I swear to God them niggas dumb trash Black [?] hoppin' out with that black mask He's talking California, we like 'fuck [?]' I had cash and had cash and had cash Me, YG, Nipsey, Blanco, I had to ask [Hook: 2pac] Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Lettin' niggas have it, I've been labelled as a thug Fuckin' mob figure, west-coast hoorah
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