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letra de not a gangsta - russian loco

outta mind again – solo late-night ride
amanita in my system with no guidelines
i’m losing in saving your soul – you’ll never try to find mines
it’s been decade without a fight just to write lines
cruizin thru the mug in town – walking dead is all around
prove me i’m alive, i don’t get it – i’m always blazing
we’ll get it on and popping
kicking them doors and f-ck knocking
living while we not stopping bass from dropping, heads from bobbing
got a problem? holler, i got your back – no pasa nada
real loyalty’s my motto but i might be gone tomorrow
f-ck them other hoes cuz i ain’t gettin’ down like that
when i’m on bright track they tryna get the passenger side back
tryna maintain evеrything i be doing that for
hustle is not a mission no more – gangstas don’t last long
might bе back in any minute cuz i gotta get it
l!ck hittin’, weed pushin’
need your love not to be with it
keep it g is how we go
marijuana rolled
with intention to fade ’em all, i flow with loco
spitting venom on them hoes, it’s in my blood, i let it go
your foe – my foe – we serve em all – no need to lay low
tell me f-ck you trippin’ for? i do my best to let us grow
no blues, all i do is keeping drama behind them walls
naked nerves poking holes in all and got ’em bleeding on
i’m done talking. you got this g love to unfold
waking all against the light
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta life
getting silly things on rise
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta vibe
waking all against the light
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta life
getting silly things on rise
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta vibe

i’m waking up still dizzy, wipe my eyes so they can see
a street that i be homies with like eazy-e to keefe d
i keep it geee you already know. tune to my radio
grab my locs, call my folks. they always holla “here we go”
west coast sound holda, shot calla high rolla
who’s the vibe provider producer rhyme grinder
south side balla, tryina get it poppin on blocks
from wire to overseas, we still exchanging them props
funky vibes, stoned eyes, loco-life, low-ride
summertime sunshine, california west side
inside this chest and on my mind all the time
i do my own way other fellas try. we homicide
as i walk through the valley with the shadow of death
i recognize’em dirty sounds i’m gonna catch your breath
we’re the last ones left so real so tight
fool i got the black belt in making ladies bounce right cuz
waking all against the light
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta life
getting silly things on rise
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta vibe
waking all against the light
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta life
getting silly things on rise
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta vibe

that’s not a vibe of a gangsta, you’re w-nksta
i’ll do you wrong like bg knocc-out and bank ya
shank ya all up with the real how you feel now
my same folks mobbin’ around and we still down
west coastin’, press play, we in motion
foggy windows from indo keep roastin’
i thought you knew it’s how we do it on the daily though
that’s not a gangsta what you bumping on the radio
i’ve done some things not to be glorified
and if you walked up in my shoes you’ll be mortified
take it from me and understand there’s more than life
like get it away, get up, go out, and get some
keep on my family number one, now that’s gangsta
using my hands, not a gun, yeah that’s gangsta
i don’t even really wanna start saying too much
it was different how we grew up
waking all against the light
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta life
getting silly things on rise
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta vibe
waking all against the light
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta life
getting silly things on rise
quit fooling yourself. it’s not a gangsta vibe

- russian loco

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