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People Under The Stairs
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The L.A. Song
作词:Chris Portugal, Mike Turner
Yo, a lot of people be steppin' to us like Y'all from San Francisco right? Nah 'G' we show a lot of love But in the state of California From Humboldt to Oceanside ya dig?
But L.A. is where it all happens for the Dub and Thes One All you MC's say L.A. when you on stage And when you do spit that hot verse We gonna make it happen, man
Who wanna test? We lickin' off shots in the West We make believers out the best Lay the weak to rest
In Southern California ain't no place like this Have to stuff y'all too and we created this shit So don't be saggin' young buck in the presence of this Don't even come from the city and you're runnin' your lips I'm 'bout to make a call, get the news van out Explain to Trisha on how your crew ran out
We comin' live from the Trey Two three, area code, mad clouds of smoke And ain't no room for snow Sucka niggaz with sucka beats
Stay in the back seat And buckle up for the ride I'm chillin' with bad guys And got time on my side
'Cause this is my city this is where I live And if ya bring bad vibes I got something to give Hangin' out under the sun is an everyday thang And gettin' crazy in the labs the only way I bang
Don't step to me with that mean face Buddy, I'm all smiles and I'm countin' the miles Down Crescent Heights boulevard Home of the stars
Get ya pulled out ya car for frontin' too hard Just listen, you ain't down with the streets my brotha? I can foresee in your future there's some runnin' for cover A lot of y'all talk a good game, but ain't playin' I learned about the hood and now feel that's where you're stayin'
Fools be givin' you the mad dog after the show 'Cause we ain't feelin' them flows or your designer clothes It's phony people in L.A. I counted it's a lot And if the hanus catch your a bully there claimin' your block
Just get it right its Crescent Heights all day, all night The community where I was raised, livin' my days Wishin' I could be the mayor, I'd deport you fools 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And send you back to square land 'cause over here we brew
Authentic people in the town Throw up your dub take a drag It's Double K, signin' off From the home of the body bags
Yo, about five years after they kill Creep up the hype Wrestle E, movers, the sleepers Drug dealers, rock beepers
T-tops, Jerry curls, jelly flip-flops for girls C.B.'s on the strip and a commercial for world All wheels I whistle to my crew up on the block The color soundtrack rock the fat burger do box
My L.A, U.S.C, memories are every sticks Who filed down clowns claimin' the same tricks On this turf, my roots go deep like Turbo Nerf And the cops still sweat us, I roll on all blocks
Like I'm sellin' paletas, and rock the bells Home of the drive-by where they pop the shells I eat at Chuttles-en-la-baka not Taco Bell And if your not from the city, then you should probably bail
'Cause a lot of cats are implants Claimin' our labels something to say And something to prove and At the shows with the flows and They think the crowds groovin'
It's like the four-o-five at five thirty Nobody's movin' I'm tired of non-recognition, losin' the mission To proven to cats that My soundtracks and L.A. hat
When new jacks strap, New York rap on the block With a palm tree, it makes me sick All you underground producers get off Premier's dick And just chill, I'm headed back to Pe-dro to sit up on the hill
Next to the Korean bell eatin' bizzy bee Watchin' waves swell high visibility Catalina and sail boats Hollywood hip hop soaps and sit-com dreams I make morphine for beat fiends
Support L.A. teens stay trippin' with Cal Green O.G. Jerry Duffey when I'm on your screen I'm friends with neighborhood crack heads And I know Ben
L.A. is the place where I solve my problems In it I'll never fear, I'll always stay here 'Cause when I'm in L.A. my family's there
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