Tonalité : F minor•
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We are now descending to Los Angeles.
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I love L .A. Yeah!
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Tookie and Monster Cold
That's that L .A. shit
Baby Gases and OG's
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That's that L .A. shit
Six Foles and Goldies
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That's that L .A. shit
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That's that L .A. shit
Blue Rags and Red Rags
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That's that L .A. shit
Purple Rags and Black Rags
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That's that L .A. shit
Body Bags and Tow Tags
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That's that L .A. shit
Fm
That's the L .A. shit
Born and raised in East Oakland,
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I represent the Bay, bitch
Fm
For ten years I've been deal
ing with L .A. shit
Watch where you going,
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who the fuck you hang with
And wearing the wrong colors
Fm
will get your ass sprayed quick
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Rah, a lot of Hollywood fake shit
A lot of con artists
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claiming they can help you make it
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But kissing ass and suck
ing dick is gay shit
Your faggot ass better go find
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some kids to play with
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A lot of fake gangsters,
but you claim crip
Put him in the neighborhood,
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won't bang shit
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A lot of fake thugs,
what you claim, blood?
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But Pyroo's never seen
that nigga flamed up
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Blood, cuss, I fuck with both sides
Cause I'm a neutral nigga,
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now choose your side
As he's staring down
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the barrel of my 4 -5
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You can't stop banging, nigga,
that's 4 -Live Sookie
and Monster Koda,
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that's that L -Race shit
Baby gangstas and OGs,
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that's that L -Race shit
Six Foles and Goldie,
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that's that L -Race shit
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That's that L .A. shit
Blue rags and red
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That's that L .A. shit
Purple rags and black rags
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That's that L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
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That's that L .A. shit
Fm
That's that L .A. shit
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What you know about CCO and BNCO
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This is the ballot of a menace like CPO
My juvenile sentence,
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last time I seen a PO
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I'm from the 6 -5 village, YGTO
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Nigga, and that's nowhere in L .A.
You faggot -ass rappers
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go nowhere in L .A.
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Bangin' on wax,
but you're so square in L .A.
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Got some real G's of gold there in L .A.
Go ask niggas,
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they'll all tell you the same
I've been here ten years
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and I ain't never tried to bang
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Even when I had my little beef with Game
All the blood show me love,
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niggas know I ain't a lame
Shout out to the mains,
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Har lem 30's
and Six Souls Hoover Criminal,
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Grape Streets and East Coast
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Yuck the thug nigga,
slash ex -drug dealer
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I get love from the crips
and the blood niggas
What up nigga?
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That's that L .A. shit
Baby gangstas and OGs
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That's that L .A. shit
Six foals and gold digs
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That's that L .A. shit
Fm
That's that L .A. shit
Blue rags and red rags
Db
That's that L .A. shit
Purple rags and black rags
Fm
That's that L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
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That's that L .A. shit
Fm
That's that L .A. shit
I know what you know
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about these L .A. bitches
and all these fake models
Ask the Hollywood stars
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who used to date models
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These bitches so damn broke
and make you hate models
Wearin' they homegirl clothes,
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them bitches ain't models
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No, she just a video ho
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In every single video in every city we go
She in the King magazine,
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but ain't got no dough
So she strippin' at the club
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and hoin' up on the low
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Six models all livin'
in one apartment
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Eatin' cup o' noodles for dinner,
them bitches starvin'
See em at the club
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and you swear they was the hottest
Take her on a date
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and find out she ain't got shit
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Just lookin' for a nigga to wife her
But I'ma do me on you
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bitches in one nighter
Run that on them lanes,
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my game is much tighter
You're broke, bitch,
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I shit on you hoes like dirty diapers
Tukey and Masta Koda
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That's that L .A. shit
Baby Gangsters and OGs
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That's that L .A. shit
Six Foes and Goldies
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That's that L .A. shit
Fm
That's that L .A. shit
Blue Rags and Red
Db
That's that L .A. shit
Purple Rags and Black Rags
Fm
That's the L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
Db
That's the L .A. shit
Fm
That's the L .A. shit
Ha ha!
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Put your nigga yuck mouth,
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Your ghetto tour guide of L .A., baby
And as you can see
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It's more than weed and palm trees
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out in this bitch, you dig?
These scandalous bitches'll get you
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And these gang bang
niggas'll kill you, baby
You know what I mean?
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Watch your back
And oh, shout out to you
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studio gang bangers, man
Cut the shenanigans, man
Fm
And lay that shit to the real G's, nigga
Yeah, dig!
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