[Intro: Blu]
The Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
The Los Angeles, the Los Angeles, Los Angeles (Uh)
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, the Los Angeles
The Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles (Yeah)
Los Angeles, Los Angeles (Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh)
Los Angeles, Los Angeles (Yeah)
[Hook: Blu]
Los Angeles is glamorous, Los Angeles is scandalous
Los Angeles is lavish but, very few can manage
So Los Angeles inhabitants, say the place is cancerous
Los Angeles is angelic, until it gets ratchet
'Cause Los Angeles is active, Los Angeles is massive
In Los Angeles, they blastin' automatics, automatic
In Los Angeles, they packin', in Los Angeles, they jackin'
Still Los Angeles is crackin', it's Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles
[Verse 1: Blu]
Where actresses come to become a star (Los Angeles)
Where vandalists put tags all on the walls (Los Angeles)
Where all the tallest ballers come to ball (Los Angeles)
Uh, where champions are paid, not made
Got laid by a hot babe, so hot that I got shade
Make sure that you got shades, folks get blinded by fame
Get signed and buy chains, end up broke in five days
Magic, fuck without a prophylactic, now we got AIDS
My name reigns on every block like a Glock sprays
Soon as you reach the top off a rock, came cops raid akh
Rock the high-top fade, now we got braids
Tryna shake the spot like Dalmatians that's not sprayed (Los Angeles)
Los Angeles got game, but they not playin'
You think you fly, 'til you meet a guy that buys planes (Los Angeles)
Do a drive-by right after I drive by
Wave "bye-bye" to the guys l've slayed
[Interlude]
South, South, South Central Los
South Central Los, South Central Los
South, South, South Central Los, Los, Los Angeles
Lo—, Lo–, Lo–, Lo–, Lo–, Lo–, Lo–, Lo–
Lo–, Lo–, Lo–, Lo–, Los Angeles
[Verse 2: Nana]
The city was dark
Mama said "Come in the house" when you wanted to play (Right)
Wasn’t that much to do with the homies
You runnin' or runnin' the fade (Right)
Pistol in hand, they told you to put in the work
You're coming of age
Somebody, somebody know laying under the drum
Letting it hum for the fun of it
Pressure was heaving like seventy sacks on my back
I had to carry a ton of it
Praying for angels, throwing yourself in the middle of danger
No one would come with it
Learning to count, bagging and stacking it
Out of the class, that was the sum of it
Twenties to fifties to hundreds to run it up (One, two)
Tell em the Devil is stressed
Was seeing the enemies straying at random
Knowing that could’ve been one of us
Spinning the block, telling young niggas to dip (Ayo, watch out)
We posted if you were dumb enough
Ones who put in position to save and serve
Hated, haunted, and hunted us
Looking for answers right there in front of us
Not many options when we were coming up (Whoa)
Traumatic, I need me a million to pay for the damages (Yeah)
Fanning the flames, glory to God
He made me a seed and I planted it
From shit to sugar, I did what I could
Playing the cards they handed us
Keep that en masse, stepping on enemy lines in (Los Angeles)
[Outro]
From, from, from the
From, from the
Los Angeles, –es, –es and Blu!
L–Live from South Central, Los Angeles
From the so–, from the s–s–soul, y'all
Los Angeles
