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Is This Me Lyrics - Gangsta's Paradise - Coolio

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 

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