"Welcome To LA" lyrics
(feat. BonesLA)
[BonesLA:]
Look, she [?] in broad day, fucking nine to five
A little twisted at night, still racist as fuck
My whole block is segregated on Mexicans
And when I hit that corner store it's all Mexicans
Don't get it twisted that's the way it is in the hood
Same place where everybody gang affiliated
No fucks given when the feds pull up
The same place where showing love will get you cut up
I got trust issues, talking grown business
Court cases I ain't fucking with none of the hoe business
The game's fucked everybody out here chasing pussy
These hoes broke homies out here trying to feed the pussies
Where I'm from bitches down to hoe up
And you know the woofing on the line will get you froze up
And all proper court cases and my new laces
All black in my Chevy leaving no traces
Self-paid, you ain't catch me with a handout
I would've put you on homie but you sold out
Another question is there a plan to blow up
And money making make the whole block sold up
Grab my 38. I ride for the eight
C.R.A.S.H unit trying to catch me at the gate
I got homies that grow up trying to put me down
I got bitches trying to fuck that want to come around
Half of my homies have been riding with them AKs
But I trust them so I'm riding like it's payday
Devil in my head telling me to pop quick
If we ain't talking about the money they ain't the topic
Palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A, (palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A)
Rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A, (rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A)
Sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A. (sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A)
Face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A. (face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A)
[$tupid Young:]
Look, welcome to L.A, look
I'mma rep in these streets you can ask about me
Way before this music shit they used to doubt me
Now the music gang they ain't shit without me
Long Beach city by the sea, L.A county
Bloods, crips, ese's and all the Asians
You can catch these niggas on the corner steady slanging
Bandana's hanging low cause them niggas banging
Give a fuck what you thinking, Hennessy dranking
Los Scandalous, concrete zoo, 3103 to 3562
Where everybody posted on the corner blowing marijuana slanging cocaine up in California
This is how we do up in Cali, from Sac Town all the way down to the Valley
This is how we do up in Cali, if you niggas got problem they gon' take it to the alley
Welcome to L.A, bitch ass nigga
[BonesLA:]
Palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A, (palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A)
Rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A, (rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A)
Sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A. (sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A)
Face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A. (face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A)
Look, she [?] in broad day, fucking nine to five
A little twisted at night, still racist as fuck
My whole block is segregated on Mexicans
And when I hit that corner store it's all Mexicans
Don't get it twisted that's the way it is in the hood
Same place where everybody gang affiliated
No fucks given when the feds pull up
The same place where showing love will get you cut up
I got trust issues, talking grown business
Court cases I ain't fucking with none of the hoe business
The game's fucked everybody out here chasing pussy
These hoes broke homies out here trying to feed the pussies
Where I'm from bitches down to hoe up
And you know the woofing on the line will get you froze up
And all proper court cases and my new laces
All black in my Chevy leaving no traces
Self-paid, you ain't catch me with a handout
I would've put you on homie but you sold out
Another question is there a plan to blow up
And money making make the whole block sold up
Grab my 38. I ride for the eight
C.R.A.S.H unit trying to catch me at the gate
I got homies that grow up trying to put me down
I got bitches trying to fuck that want to come around
Half of my homies have been riding with them AKs
But I trust them so I'm riding like it's payday
Devil in my head telling me to pop quick
If we ain't talking about the money they ain't the topic
Palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A, (palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A)
Rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A, (rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A)
Sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A. (sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A)
Face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A. (face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A)
[$tupid Young:]
Look, welcome to L.A, look
I'mma rep in these streets you can ask about me
Way before this music shit they used to doubt me
Now the music gang they ain't shit without me
Long Beach city by the sea, L.A county
Bloods, crips, ese's and all the Asians
You can catch these niggas on the corner steady slanging
Bandana's hanging low cause them niggas banging
Give a fuck what you thinking, Hennessy dranking
Los Scandalous, concrete zoo, 3103 to 3562
Where everybody posted on the corner blowing marijuana slanging cocaine up in California
This is how we do up in Cali, from Sac Town all the way down to the Valley
This is how we do up in Cali, if you niggas got problem they gon' take it to the alley
Welcome to L.A, bitch ass nigga
[BonesLA:]
Palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A, (palm trees, pretty bitches welcome to L.A)
Rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A, (rubber grips and hollowtips welcome to L.A)
Sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A. (sun-sets and bomb weed welcome to L.A)
Face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A. (face tats and gang tags welcome to L.A)
