L.A. Shit Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[C]We [Em]are now descending to Los Angeles.
I [D]love [C]L .A. Y[Em]eah!
Tookie and Monster [C]Cold
That's that L .A. shit
Baby Gases and OG's
[Em]That's that L .A. shit
Six Foles and Goldies
[C]That's that L .A. shit
That's that [Em]L .A. shit
Blue Rags and Red Rags
[C]That's that L .A. shit
Purple Rags and Black Rags
That's [Em]that L .A. shit
Body Bags and Tow Tags
[C]That's that L .A. shit
That's the [Em]L .A. shit
Born and raised in East Oakland,
[C]I represent the Bay, bitch
For ten years I've been [Em]deal
ing with L .A. shit
Watch where you going,
[C]who the fuck you hang with
And wearing the wrong colors
will [Em]get your ass sprayed quick
Rah, a lot [C]of Hollywood fake shit
A lot of con artists
[Em]claiming they can help you make it
But kissing ass and [C]suck
ing dick is gay shit
Your faggot ass better go find
[Em]some kids to play with
A lot of fake gangster[C]s,
but you claim crip
Put him in the neighborhood,
[Em]won't bang shit
A lot of fake thug[C]s,
what you claim, blood?
But Pyroo's never [Em]seen
that nigga flamed up
Blood, [C]cuss, I fuck with both sides
Cause I'm a neutral nigga,
[Em]now choose your side
As he's staring down
[C]the barrel of my 4 -5
You can't stop [Em]banging, nigga,
that's 4 -Live Sookie
and Monster Koda,
that's [C]that L -Race shit
Baby gangstas and OGs,
that's [Em]that L -Race shit
Six Foles and Goldie,
that's [C]that L -Race shit
That's that [Em]L .A. shit
Blue rags and red
That's [C]that L .A. shit
Purple rags and black rags
That's [Em]that L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
That's [C]that L .A. shit
That's that [Em]L .A. shit
What you know about CCO [C]and BNCO
This is the ballot of [Em]a menace like CPO
My juvenile sentence,
[C]last time I seen a PO
I'm from the 6 -5 [Em]village, YGTO
Nigga, and that's [C]nowhere in L .A.
You faggot -ass rappers
go [Em]nowhere in L .A.
Bangin' on [C]wax,
but you're so square in L .A.
Got some real G's of [Em]gold there in L .A.
Go ask niggas,
they'll [C]all tell you the same
I've been here ten years
and I [Em]ain't never tried to bang
Even when I had my [C]little beef with Game
All the blood show me love,
niggas [Em]know I ain't a lame
Shout out to the mains,
[C]Harlem 30's
and Six Souls Hoover Criminal,
[Em]Grape Streets and East Coast
Yuck [C]the thug nigga,
slash ex -drug dealer
I get [Em]love from the crips
and the blood niggas
What up nigga?
[C]That's that L .A. shit
Baby gangstas and OGs
[Em]That's that L .A. shit
Six foals and gold digs
[C]That's that L .A. shit
That's that [Em]L .A. shit
Blue rags and red rags
That's [C]that L .A. shit
Purple rags and black rags
That's [Em]that L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
That's [C]that L .A. shit
That's that [Em]L .A. shit
I know what you know
about these L .A. [C]bitches
and all these fake models
Ask the Hollywood stars
[Em]who used to date models
These bitches so damn [C]broke
and make you hate models
Wearin' they homegirl clothes,
[Em]them bitches ain't models
No, she just [C]a video ho
In every single video in every [Em]city we go
She in the King magazine,
but ain't [C]got no dough
So she strippin' at the club
and hoin' [Em]up on the low
Six mod[C]els all livin'
in one apartment
Eatin' cup o' noodles for din[Em]ner,
them bitches starvin'
See em at the club
and you [C]swear they was the hottest
Take her on a date
and find [Em]out she ain't got shit
Just [C]lookin' for a nigga to wife her
But I'ma do me on you
[Em]bitches in one nighter
Run that on them lanes,
my [C]game is much tighter
You're broke, bitch,
[Em]I shit on you hoes like dirty diapers
Tukey and Masta Koda
That's [C]that L .A. shit
Baby Gangsters and OGs
That's [Em]that L .A. shit
Six Foes and Goldies
That's [C]that L .A. shit
That's that [Em]L .A. shit
Blue Rags and Red
That's [C]that L .A. shit
Purple Rags and Black Rags
That's [Em]the L .A. shit
Body bags and toe tags
That's [C]the L .A. shit
That's the [Em]L .A. shit
Ha ha!
[C]Put your nigga yuck mouth,
Your ghetto tour [Em]guide of L .A., baby
And as you can see
[C]It's more than weed and palm trees
out in this bitch, [Em]you dig?
These scandalous bitches'll get you
And these [C]gang bang
niggas'll kill you, baby
You know what I mean?
Watch [Em]your back
And oh, shout out to you
studio gang [C]bangers, man
Cut the shenanigans, man
An[Em]d lay that shit to the real G's, nigga
Yeah, dig!