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The Game - LA Lyrics



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What has ADHK done to you, brother?
Has any HK jumped out and beat you up?
Has any BK Bloods jumped out and f*cked you up?
Has any three? Any Tre's got out here and f*cked you up?
Has any of them three came over here and f*cked you up?
Or did anything to you?
It's a simple question, that's yes or no

Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga that you holler at

Tourists get they hand shot off, throwin' up a dub
Since niggas killed Pac, ain't no California love
O.T. and Snoop C-Walkin' in the middle of the SoFi
My braids to the back, no cap, like I don't lie
Miss my nigga Nip', on the hood, wish we both died
If you see the red rose on Slauson, I got love on both sides
As-salamu alaykum, Muslims out here steppin' in they bowties
Y'all worried 'bout gas, eses watchin' coke rise
Ayy, homie, what size them Js? Nigga, your size
And like a baby at the park, my niggas gon' slide

Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga that you holler at

Put on a L.A. hat and niggas think they safe
And it ain't no slidin' home if you get caught on third base
You know that Yankee fitted, that's Nutty Blocc
Seattle Mariners, a '60s Crip, and they cuttin' rock
That Cincinnati Red's that's Cedar Block
The Angels of Athens Park, if you wear it, don't leave the block
Kansas City Royals, that's Kitchen Crip
And the T on that Rangers is some Eight-Tray gangster shit
St. Louis Cardinals, you see the black peace stones in that
Crenshaw Mafia steppin' in the Minnesota Twins hat
The H on that Houston Astros is Hoover
The Oakland A's is Avalon, they got all the shooters
Philly's of the Pirates is Piru
You better run that red light, the Grape Streets right beside you
In all purple, and they high, too

Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga that you holler at
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What has ADHK done to you, brother?
Has any HK jumped out and beat you up?
Has any BK Bloods jumped out and f*cked you up?
Has any three? Any Tre's got out here and f*cked you up?
Has any of them three came over here and f*cked you up?
Or did anything to you?
It's a simple question, that's yes or no

Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga that you holler at

Tourists get they hand shot off, throwin' up a dub
Since niggas killed Pac, ain't no California love
O.T. and Snoop C-Walkin' in the middle of the SoFi
My braids to the back, no cap, like I don't lie
Miss my nigga Nip', on the hood, wish we both died
If you see the red rose on Slauson, I got love on both sides
As-salamu alaykum, Muslims out here steppin' in they bowties
Y'all worried 'bout gas, eses watchin' coke rise
Ayy, homie, what size them Js? Nigga, your size
And like a baby at the park, my niggas gon' slide

Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga that you holler at

Put on a L.A. hat and niggas think they safe
And it ain't no slidin' home if you get caught on third base
You know that Yankee fitted, that's Nutty Blocc
Seattle Mariners, a '60s Crip, and they cuttin' rock
That Cincinnati Red's that's Cedar Block
The Angels of Athens Park, if you wear it, don't leave the block
Kansas City Royals, that's Kitchen Crip
And the T on that Rangers is some Eight-Tray gangster shit
St. Louis Cardinals, you see the black peace stones in that
Crenshaw Mafia steppin' in the Minnesota Twins hat
The H on that Houston Astros is Hoover
The Oakland A's is Avalon, they got all the shooters
Philly's of the Pirates is Piru
You better run that red light, the Grape Streets right beside you
In all purple, and they high, too

Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga that you holler at
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Writer: David Lee Spradley, Garry Marshall Shider, George Clinton Jr., James W. Castor, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Johnny L. Pruitt, Leandro Jose Barbieri, O'shea Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING

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