L.A. Vibe Lyrics
| Song | L.A. Vibe |
| Artist | Above the Law |
| Album | Legends |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gulley, Hutchinson | |
| If it ain't about the chips, I ain't 'bout the stress | |
| That's why I stay dipped behind limousine tint | |
| With a fly hooker, and a fly hookup | |
| 'Bout to bend the corner where K-oss cook up, yeah | |
| Four tight-Ass-Chevys, linked at the spot | |
| Pancaked and hot | |
| Chariots await, for the homies call | |
| That'll twist 'n grip, K Mr U-Haul | |
| and fuck the fifty boys you see | |
| Plus they ain't thinkin' 'bout the P.C.G | |
| Trouble man like Marvin | |
| Come humble with the bumble | |
| Legs on stumble, lay the Glock on the table, now | |
| Nigga, is you able to be my price | |
| Or nigga, is you able to roll them dice? | |
| Nah, but I see your ass trickin' tonight at the club | |
| Bitches hittin' your ass for dubs | |
| Yeah, I got beef with Bumpy, beef with the Grimmys | |
| Two little bitches, careers all finished | |
| I'm laughing at that ass with my homie Tow-Truck Kurt | |
| Just put in work on your turf, nigga | |
| G for it, and I'm ready for that rap shit | |
| To capture all the scrill record deal could bring to me | |
| Hennessy, diamond link, too many freaks | |
| Asshole naked at the chateau on the beach | |
| It's a hold up, with a L.A. flavour | |
| You get rolled up with your bitch ass behaviour | |
| That's the L.A. vibe... | |
| [Verse 2: Cold 187um] | |
| I'm like the grill on a '64 Chevy, I'm classic | |
| Have your bitch sayin' "Hutch, we kinda tight," | |
| Push a SE 400 with the ?? | |
| Niggaz get scared when I bring the pain | |
| I'm a legend, you could check the scrapbook | |
| Snitches and player-hating bitches, gettin' shook | |
| Got to lay law, when I say it's time to lay | |
| Got to pay up, when I say it's time to pay | |
| Because you don't really wanna see me and my kinfolk | |
| Hanging out the window, with the toolie "pow" | |
| We comes deep like the waters in heavy soup | |
| We got it sewed up every block, every avenue | |
| Uh, that's the L.A. vibe... | |
| [Chorus x4: KM.G] | |
| It's the L.A. vibe | |
| [Outro x2: KM.G] | |
| See I mash up the block, I love my turf | |
| And players can hate for what it's worth | |
| I twist what I can just to stay alive | |
| cause that's the L.A. vibe | |
| [Echoes] |
| zuo ci : Gulley, Hutchinson | |
| If it ain' t about the chips, I ain' t ' bout the stress | |
| That' s why I stay dipped behind limousine tint | |
| With a fly hooker, and a fly hookup | |
| ' Bout to bend the corner where Koss cook up, yeah | |
| Four tightAssChevys, linked at the spot | |
| Pancaked and hot | |
| Chariots await, for the homies call | |
| That' ll twist ' n grip, K Mr UHaul | |
| and fuck the fifty boys you see | |
| Plus they ain' t thinkin' ' bout the P. C. G | |
| Trouble man like Marvin | |
| Come humble with the bumble | |
| Legs on stumble, lay the Glock on the table, now | |
| Nigga, is you able to be my price | |
| Or nigga, is you able to roll them dice? | |
| Nah, but I see your ass trickin' tonight at the club | |
| Bitches hittin' your ass for dubs | |
| Yeah, I got beef with Bumpy, beef with the Grimmys | |
| Two little bitches, careers all finished | |
| I' m laughing at that ass with my homie TowTruck Kurt | |
| Just put in work on your turf, nigga | |
| G for it, and I' m ready for that rap shit | |
| To capture all the scrill record deal could bring to me | |
| Hennessy, diamond link, too many freaks | |
| Asshole naked at the chateau on the beach | |
| It' s a hold up, with a L. A. flavour | |
| You get rolled up with your bitch ass behaviour | |
| That' s the L. A. vibe... | |
| Verse 2: Cold 187um | |
| I' m like the grill on a ' 64 Chevy, I' m classic | |
| Have your bitch sayin' " Hutch, we kinda tight," | |
| Push a SE 400 with the nbsp?? | |
| Niggaz get scared when I bring the pain | |
| I' m a legend, you could check the scrapbook | |
| Snitches and playerhating bitches, gettin' shook | |
| Got to lay law, when I say it' s time to lay | |
| Got to pay up, when I say it' s time to pay | |
| Because you don' t really wanna see me and my kinfolk | |
| Hanging out the window, with the toolie " pow" | |
| We comes deep like the waters in heavy soup | |
| We got it sewed up every block, every avenue | |
| Uh, that' s the L. A. vibe... | |
| Chorus x4: KM. G | |
| It' s the L. A. vibe | |
| Outro x2: KM. G | |
| See I mash up the block, I love my turf | |
| And players can hate for what it' s worth | |
| I twist what I can just to stay alive | |
| cause that' s the L. A. vibe | |
| Echoes |
| zuò cí : Gulley, Hutchinson | |
| If it ain' t about the chips, I ain' t ' bout the stress | |
| That' s why I stay dipped behind limousine tint | |
| With a fly hooker, and a fly hookup | |
| ' Bout to bend the corner where Koss cook up, yeah | |
| Four tightAssChevys, linked at the spot | |
| Pancaked and hot | |
| Chariots await, for the homies call | |
| That' ll twist ' n grip, K Mr UHaul | |
| and fuck the fifty boys you see | |
| Plus they ain' t thinkin' ' bout the P. C. G | |
| Trouble man like Marvin | |
| Come humble with the bumble | |
| Legs on stumble, lay the Glock on the table, now | |
| Nigga, is you able to be my price | |
| Or nigga, is you able to roll them dice? | |
| Nah, but I see your ass trickin' tonight at the club | |
| Bitches hittin' your ass for dubs | |
| Yeah, I got beef with Bumpy, beef with the Grimmys | |
| Two little bitches, careers all finished | |
| I' m laughing at that ass with my homie TowTruck Kurt | |
| Just put in work on your turf, nigga | |
| G for it, and I' m ready for that rap shit | |
| To capture all the scrill record deal could bring to me | |
| Hennessy, diamond link, too many freaks | |
| Asshole naked at the chateau on the beach | |
| It' s a hold up, with a L. A. flavour | |
| You get rolled up with your bitch ass behaviour | |
| That' s the L. A. vibe... | |
| Verse 2: Cold 187um | |
| I' m like the grill on a ' 64 Chevy, I' m classic | |
| Have your bitch sayin' " Hutch, we kinda tight," | |
| Push a SE 400 with the nbsp?? | |
| Niggaz get scared when I bring the pain | |
| I' m a legend, you could check the scrapbook | |
| Snitches and playerhating bitches, gettin' shook | |
| Got to lay law, when I say it' s time to lay | |
| Got to pay up, when I say it' s time to pay | |
| Because you don' t really wanna see me and my kinfolk | |
| Hanging out the window, with the toolie " pow" | |
| We comes deep like the waters in heavy soup | |
| We got it sewed up every block, every avenue | |
| Uh, that' s the L. A. vibe... | |
| Chorus x4: KM. G | |
| It' s the L. A. vibe | |
| Outro x2: KM. G | |
| See I mash up the block, I love my turf | |
| And players can hate for what it' s worth | |
| I twist what I can just to stay alive | |
| cause that' s the L. A. vibe | |
| Echoes |
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