Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song L.A. Confidential , by - YG. Release date: 08.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
L.A. Confidential |
| And now for my next number, I’d like to return to the classics |
| (Cookin' Soul) |
| Uh, uh, yuh |
| West Coast (West Coast) |
| Hussle, Hussle |
| Ya know |
| Neighborhood |
| West Coast, who ride? |
| Blanco |
| Labeled as a thug |
| Ayy, yo, B |
| West Coast (West Coast) |
| Uh, look |
| Labeled as a thug |
| West Coast, who ride? |
| 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, motherfucker, so it’s fuck your life |
| Fuck the D.E.A., I.R.S., and F.B.I |
| There, I said it, won’t regret it 'til we start trial |
| I don’t ever leave a paper trail |
| And best believe I’ma G, I will break the scale |
| I’m a hustler, give a fuck about a budget |
| I’m a gangsta, give a fuck about the judges |
| I’m a monster, middle finger to you suckas |
| 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, I’m rich» |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride? |
| Niggas hate daily, Glock is my protection |
| I’m the nigga that your mama told you not to mess with |
| Caught a interception on your bitch now that’s a wridnap |
| Give her some dick quick, now watch how fast she collapse |
| Pusha Ink the label, yeah, been that way from day one |
| The hoes get around me and me? |
| I just got to say somethin' |
| I let my chain speak, I ain’t really gotta say much |
| If 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 rollin', my bitch bad |
| Don’t trip 'cause the homies got the strap |
| Run up in your pad like the motherfuckin' police |
| With pistols in your face like, «Nigga, don’t you owe me?» |
| I’m tryna steal the rap game like the house lit |
| I’m from the west but I’m tryna fuck a south bitch |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride? |
| Look, look |
| I’m fresh off the block, I ain’t even really left yet |
| Best on the west, hands-down, no question |
| And 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 raise no bitch |
| And we some real niggas, not like the niggas in your clique |
| Always runnin' 'round talkin' about the little shit that you did |
| We’ll never say nothin' 'bout 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 |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride? |
| DB nigga I be on that dope shit |
| My junkies be stay ready, be heavy and get your dope, kid |
| Talkin' pussy, boy, on my mama, 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 mask, I’m hoppin' out with that black mask |
| He’s talkin' California, we like, «Fuck fast» |
| I had cash and had cash and had cash |
| Me, YG, Nipsey, Blanco, I had to ask |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Lettin' niggas have it, I’ve been labeled as a thug |
| Fuckin' mob figga, west coast, who ride? |