fuck you wanna bee's

hello? you said what?

i took a picture with your baby's mom?

this is for the real g's

fuck you wannabes

where the bad bitches at?

put 'em right in front of me

this l.a. til the day i die

this california til the day i die bitch

til the day i die

til the day i die

posted with my dodger blue

enemies could die slow

it's always been my attitude

ready to take your bitch out

on a hot date

some of them be livin' local

and some of them livin' out of state

you can hate on the king

while i celebrate

south side flowing through my blood

rolling through my veins

my team's strong

the weed strong

chile walked in with some hoes

i'm trying to creep on

i do it for my people with that brown pride

taking it back to days

when you was bumping out your alpine

bodies on the floor

murder outline

boys incarcerated

eating food when it's chow time

but it's l.a. on mine

i told you soldiers don't die

california holdin' my pride

my homie drinkin' them fortys

while police posted outside

this for drummer boy

for the instrumental supply

this is for the real g's

fuck you wannabes

where the bad bitches at?

put 'em right in front of me

this l.a. til the day i die

this california til the day i die bitch

til the day i die

l.a. tell me where you at

til the day i die

o.c. now tell me where at

til the day i die

818 yeah tell me where you at

til the day i die

805 what? tell me where you at

til the day i die

hurr up i'm bout to make this place turn up

hit the light switch in this bitch

with the burner

another day another dollar

another beat is bloody murder

tony deuces coming through

watch all these bitches pull they skirt up

word up

i'm only cutting if it's major

megan fox status or unless the bitch has paper

only way i'm going out is with a cross fade

so tell me if i'm living wrong

when i die then play this song

and say tone held it down for his street block

victoria ass out

gabe down on d-block

me & lil g be the kings of this g-hop

been known to get hoes on all fours

and hear they knees pop

yeah i smoke good & eat

party

when i'm with the sucios

it ain't nothing but a gangster party

you can see it in my eyes

i'm a put it down for l.a. bitch

yeah til the day i die

til the day i die

i'm chilling where the birds at

make a few ends then i smoke

where the herbs at?

man i gets high

hear this every day

spend little money on my watch

no chain

homies that i'm with

all rep the same gang

and they all yelling out money ain't a thang

smoking on loud

yeah i mean the loud pack

i ain't gotta tell you where it is

but i got that out in l.a. back to the p

where ever i be

yeah thats where they be

all up on the block

ask 'em where the bud at?

older homies still on parole

and they love that

bitches stay fly

i ain't gotta say that

fucking with my money or my team

i don't play that

it's on every day

and it's on mine

ask me what i do it for?

this how i reply

yeah