L.a. vibe chords by King lil g
Verse 1
Am
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As far back as I can remember
Am
F
Am
I always wanted to be a gangster
Hey, where you motherfuckers
from homie?
F
Am
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Am
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Yeah, bang that shit
Am
F
Am
I said bang that shit
Yeah
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Am
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Verse 2
Am
Home of the Crips and bloods
F
Where the ese's shoot
and they never run
Am
L.A. County blues, what we do for fun
F
And I'm never gonna tell 'em
who the shooter was
Am
I'ma keep on getting high
'til the buddha comes
F
Gang signs in the sky, we the hooligans
Am
And I'm never gonna tell you
who the fuck to trust
And I'm never gon'
tell you who the fuck it was
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Verse 3
Am
I hesitate so basically
F
I made it to the gang
In the major league
Am
Rap game came through, so it pays a G
F
Am
Get love so much, I don't play with beef
I just ride homicide through the
enemies hood
F
Give a fuck what the enemy does
Am
Just be ready when the enemy comes
F
Am
Little homie found out what a felony was
Verse 4
Am
Bitch my hood don't play
F
Am
Got recruited in L.A.
Got them shooters moving weight
F
Am
We come through and pull that K
Verse 5
We like the motherfucking navy
F
I'm trying to save money
B
Am
I'm hoping that God is the
one that could save me
F
It's easy concealing a weapon
Am
It's almost impossible
F
raising a baby
Keeping it gangster is hard
Am
and I do it but often
F
It's driving me crazy
Verse 6
Am
Wouldn't be L.A. without
F
that gangster shit
Am
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Wouldn't be L.A. without
F
that gangster shit
Gangster, gangster
Am
Wouldn't be L.A. without
F
that gangster shit
B
Am
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Verse 7
F
Wouldn't be L.A without it
Wouldn't be L.A
Am
F
Wouldn't be L.A.
(ayy) (yeah)
Am
Wouldn't be L.A (never)
F
Wouldn't be L.A (no)
Am
Wouldn't be L.A (ayy)
Verse 8
Tell your homies better go and hold a pistol
F
Got your homie shot,
Am
now your homies miss 'em
That's what happens when
I wanna go against you
F
That's what happens when I
Am
wanna push an issue
Verse 9
Told you suckers I could never reconcile
F
Gangster without a doubt
Am
Don't never get caught
when you out of bounds
F
Don't never get caught
Am
when you out of town
I was in the middle of the motherfucking
F
Am
block that day (block that day)
F
Then I heard a little whistle when a motherfucker cock
Am
'n spray (cocked and sprayed)
Gunshots went pop
F
'Til the cops helicopters came (yea,
yea, yea, yea)
Am
Then they put 'em in a coma
Verse 10
F
Couldn't move 'til the doctors came (yea,
Am
yea, yea, yea)
F
Everybody in L.A. cock back that shit,
Am
go bang (yea, yea, yea, yea)
Got weed got pills,
F
Am
prescribed like kirkobang
Verse 11
F
Wouldn't be L.A. without that
gangster shit
Am
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Wouldn't be L.A. without
F
that gangster shit
Gangster, gangster
Am
Wouldn't be L.A. without
F
that gangster shit
B
Am
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Verse 12
F
Wouldn't be L.A. without it
Wouldn't be L.A.
Am
F
Wouldn't be L.A. (ayy)
Am
Wouldn't be L.A. (never)
F
Wouldn't be L.A. (no)
Outro 1
Wouldn't be L.A. (yeah, yeah, yeah)
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L.a. vibe
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