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[Intro] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uhh, uhh [Verse 1] 18s, hittin licks, twistin herbs Chuck tees, Venice Beach, kissin curbs We on the block, but when its hot, we hit the beach We in the streets, and when its cold, we get the heat Slauson Ave, Western Ave, King Bully Figueroa, run up on ya with the hoodie Avalon droppin atom bombs after prom Right up the street, uh, cookin beef with ya mom Green leafs, Greenleaf, Rosecrans We on Melrose, holdin hoes with both hands Gold wa-wa-watch, gold watch, two chains 80 blocks, 1080 blocks, my name bang! Metro PCS, Metro crew BS Hop out that new GX and hop the (oop) out my BS Bitches, blunts Cause when you in the LA, you can have anything you want [Hook] Ayy, B's, C's, please (Whatever you need) G's, the 1's, the 2's, the 3's The 45's, the 64's, the 323 (When you are with the scene) The 110, until it end, in the C-A B's, C's, please (Whenever you need) G's, the 1's, the 2's, the 3's 45s, the 64s, 323 (Put your trust in the breeze) The 110, until it end, yeah [Verse 2] He from the LA, he rollin lye, he talkin shit He off the Slaus', they talkin bout his pockets slick (thick) 80 chicks, follow him everywhere he go Already know, you see him wherever Mary go 'Round and 'round, you see him riding 'round the town He got the pound, I called the homie hold me down 'No prob, I got you, Pac'll hit you, got me? Cause when you in the LA, you can have anything you need [Hook] B's, C's, please (Whatever you need) G's, the 1's, the 2's, 3's The 45's, 64's, 323 (When you are with the scene) The 110, until the end, in the C-A B's, C's, please (Whenever you need) G's, the 1's, the 2's, the 3's The 45's, 64's, 323 (Put your trust in the breeze) The 110, until the end in the C [Verse 3] Hey girl, what up? It's me, I'm up the street, roll up a leaf I know your parents gone, it's on, let's go head up the beach Get off the streets heavy, get off your feet, sit on some cheese Know you don't fuck with me but you gon need more than a beef You know the queen, you know my queen, know what I mean? Yeah I would throw you rings but every day my phone rings We on the scene, you know the team, you know the king So when you in L.A., you can have everything you– [Hook] B's, C's, please (Whatever you need) G's, the 1's, 2's, 3's The 45's, 64's, the 323 (When you are with the scene) The 110, until the end, what? Ayy B's, C's, please (Whenever you need) G's, the 1's, 2's, 3's The 45's, 64's, the 323 (Put your trust in the breeze) The 110, until the end, ayy
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- Union Analogtronics