Los Angeles

[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