Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
Eb
Gm
We are now descending to Los Angeles.
F
Eb
Gm
I love L .A. Yeah!
Eb
Tookie and Monster Cold
That's that L .A. shit
Baby Gases and OG's
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Six Foles and Goldies
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Blue Rags and Red Rags
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Purple Rags and Black Rags
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Body Bags and Tow Tags
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Gm
That's the L .A. shit
Born and raised in East Oakland,
Eb
I represent the Bay, bitch
Gm
For ten years I've been deal
ing with L .A. shit
Watch where you going,
Eb
who the fuck you hang with
And wearing the wrong colors
Gm
will get your ass sprayed quick
Eb
Rah, a lot of Hollywood fake shit
A lot of con artists
Gm
claiming they can help you make it
Eb
But kissing ass and suck
ing dick is gay shit
Your faggot ass better go find
Gm
some kids to play with
Eb
A lot of fake gangsters,
but you claim crip
Put him in the neighborhood,
Gm
won't bang shit
Eb
A lot of fake thugs,
what you claim, blood?
Gm
But Pyroo's never seen
that nigga flamed up
Eb
Blood, cuss, I fuck with both sides
Cause I'm a neutral nigga,
Gm
now choose your side
As he's staring down
Eb
the barrel of my 4 -5
Gm
You can't stop banging, nigga,
that's 4 -Live Sookie
and Monster Koda,
Eb
that's that L -Race shit
Baby gangstas and OGs,
Gm
that's that L -Race shit
Six Foles and Goldie,
Eb
that's that L -Race shit
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Blue rags and red
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Purple rags and black rags
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Eb
What you know about CCO and BNCO
Gm
This is the ballot of a menace like CPO
My juvenile sentence,
Eb
last time I seen a PO
Gm
I'm from the 6 -5 village, YGTO
Eb
Nigga, and that's nowhere in L .A.
You faggot -ass rappers
Gm
go nowhere in L .A.
Eb
Bangin' on wax,
but you're so square in L .A.
Gm
Got some real G's of gold there in L .A.
Go ask niggas,
Eb
they'll all tell you the same
I've been here ten years
Gm
and I ain't never tried to bang
Eb
Even when I had my little beef with Game
All the blood show me love,
Gm
niggas know I ain't a lame
Shout out to the mains,
Eb
Har lem 30's
and Six Souls Hoover Criminal,
Gm
Grape Streets and East Coast
Eb
Yuck the thug nigga,
slash ex -drug dealer
Gm
I get love from the crips
and the blood niggas
What up nigga?
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Baby gangstas and OGs
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Six foals and gold digs
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Blue rags and red rags
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Purple rags and black rags
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
I know what you know
Eb
about these L .A. bitches
and all these fake models
Ask the Hollywood stars
Gm
who used to date models
Eb
These bitches so damn broke
and make you hate models
Wearin' they homegirl clothes,
Gm
them bitches ain't models
Eb
No, she just a video ho
Gm
In every single video in every city we go
She in the King magazine,
Eb
but ain't got no dough
So she strippin' at the club
Gm
and hoin' up on the low
Eb
Six models all livin'
in one apartment
Gm
Eatin' cup o' noodles for dinner,
them bitches starvin'
See em at the club
Eb
and you swear they was the hottest
Take her on a date
Gm
and find out she ain't got shit
Eb
Just lookin' for a nigga to wife her
But I'ma do me on you
Gm
bitches in one nighter
Run that on them lanes,
Eb
my game is much tighter
You're broke, bitch,
Gm
I shit on you hoes like dirty diapers
Tukey and Masta Koda
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Baby Gangsters and OGs
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Six Foes and Goldies
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Gm
That's that L .A. shit
Blue Rags and Red
Eb
That's that L .A. shit
Purple Rags and Black Rags
Gm
That's the L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
Eb
That's the L .A. shit
Gm
That's the L .A. shit
Ha ha!
Eb
Put your nigga yuck mouth,
Gm
Your ghetto tour guide of L .A., baby
And as you can see
Eb
It's more than weed and palm trees
Gm
out in this bitch, you dig?
These scandalous bitches'll get you
Eb
And these gang bang
niggas'll kill you, baby
You know what I mean?
Gm
Watch your back
And oh, shout out to you
Eb
studio gang bangers, man
Cut the shenanigans, man
Gm
And lay that shit to the real G's, nigga
Yeah, dig!
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