i move my ass to cali with my indiana bucket
i need to slap a wet one on the frame
they call my shit a scraper in the bay bitches love it
and i'm choking on some cali good
been want to cruise on crenshaw
since a little nigga watching boyz n in the hood
pussy and the recording years
i was overdue for a visit
a valley bitch with family in the chi gave me the digits
perfect the art of fornication
put a bitch out the car for a bar
all my hoes from way back want me to be chilling where they at
but bitch l.a. is where i lay at
my children gon' be raised at where they gon' place my grave at
since magic bought the team
he brought new meaning to that l.a. hat
my home l.a. i ride for you
when i am gone just know that i owe you
i'm on my way to lax from jfk
i live out there so don't go there
ironic my uncle had the king of music on crenshaw
cause now i'm the king to music to all y'all
where you learn to survive and keep your head high
hit the weed clinic 'fore sativa get your head high
and if that tech jammed you better have a toast too
this what we gon' toast to
everybody that ain't die before 21 like we was s'posed to
for the mail i'm going postal
i heard the baddest females on pacific coastal
i'm so l.a. my dad died on king
went from a condo 'til sleeping on my nigga couch
negatives in my bank account
too much pride to let this pussy industry play me out
repairing that broken dream
brother from another mother
he showed that westcoast love
me and killa caz was pulling them stick-ups
bending blocks with my nigga box smoking the whip up blood
gots to keep it true when i maneuver
my little homie from families
he keep a team of shooters
my 60 niggas stay rolling
my eight trey niggas moving
been 20 years since the riots
l.a. nigga keep it thorough
bitch it's on in this war zone where we reside
as i begin let my sins wash away with the tides
who the fuck i'm kidding? i done tried everything but dying
flirting with other places
but this cali bitch stay on my mind