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Tytuł: IS THIS ME ?

  • Wykonawca: Coolio
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Yeah 1996
  Coolio with the flow
  Rated R superstar
  LV that's right
  
  Mossberg Smith & Wesson
  Forty-five let me tell you how I learned my lesson
  House party in the hood at some niggas I don't know
  But I had to go they had a house full of hos
  I stepped into that party with my nigga high off that head
  The hos is looking good so we try to make a friend for night
  Let's get it right let's get it straight
  But now these punkass niggas in the party want to play a hate
  I'd bust a cap to save a rat so what's up with that
  It's 1996 so these bustas get no kinda of doubt
  Like American Express here we go again
  I never leave home without it so don't even think about it
  Just let me leave and I won't have to make you bleed
  But if you make an offensive move then I'm gonna have to show a groove
  Back up off let's keep it soft
  Don't make me have to show you who these 16 bosses be
  
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  
  Way back in the days we dudes don't forget a name
  Now everybody wants the fame but things change ain't the same
  All these sucker set-trippin killin for no reason
  That's why I never leave the house without my nina
  I love my baby carry my baby whereever I go
  For these suckers get in a twist they say I beat their pimpin
  Stop wishin you was in my shoes
  And learn to be yourself stop acting like somebody else
  It's ninety-six and most of the homeys thinking of six feet
  The six I found out if you wear partners where the friends go
  Every week you don't see me I gotta put at work
  I guess the shit don't stop till my gaskets drop
  Stop hating my life and get your own
  Be true to this game or this game will do you cold
  Everywhere I go I got my back
  I hate to do my all black but I must stay strapped
  
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  
  No no oooo I can't escape this life
  
  I been trying to live in piece but these fools won't cease
  They insist with their bullshit so I got a full clip
  Chitty-chitty bang-bang doin it's a new thing
  One shot from a Jake .38 can make your brain ache
  I'm the kinda nigga that don't believe in frontin'
  But if you run up on me trippin you best believe I'm dumpin'
  I got bills to pay and kids to raise
  And a whole generation of lost niggas to save
  So I ain't got time for that yip yap
  If you start some static I'm gonna have to blow your mind back
  Believe that nigga daisy if you do it's true
  Fuck with Coo you get done that's how we do it to it
  Don't start no shit and it won't be none son
  But if you do I'm going for my gun
  Like Doc Holliday a nigga ain't scary
  So if you want to trip then I'll be your huckleberry
  
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  
  This really ain't me no more
  These streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside
  This really really really ain't me
  But the streets won't let me go
  I can't escape this life
  That they got me trapped inside