This Is Los Angeles

This is Los Angeles, this is Los Angeles
Ballin' ass nigga, they gon' still treat ya like O.J.
One gram of hard is fed' time

South Central, the gangbang capital
While we killin' each other, the blacks and the eses
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
But if you're black like Tookie they gon' steal you away

This is Los Angeles, this is Los Angeles
I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga

Murder is a headline
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga

This is Los, this is Los Angeles
Out in the backyard with niggaz hidin' crack in they ass

W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
This is Los Angeles, this is Los Angeles
As I turn this bottle for my niggaz the old way
This is Los, this is Los Angeles
Crips killin' Crips, nigga, Bloods killin' Bloods
The LAPD ghetto bird be yellin' freeze on the PA

This is Los Angeles, this is Los Angeles
South Central L.A. where every day
On the stand y'all be singin' like Mary J. Blige
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
�Coz don't nobody give a fuck if I'm eatin' or not, nigga
Little nigga, nice car, where the kilos lay?
Out the belly of CA, hated by the D.A.

This is Los Angeles, this is Los Angeles
Keep the thang on me like a preacher do a Bible
I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga
Everything will C okay
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
Charles Manson can kill and live to see another day
Thinkin' we all get our money the �Carlito's Way�
The po-po wanna send us where the P.O.'s play
You know they wanna lock us away, they laughin' away
Fuck unity, ain't no motherfuckin' one love

W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
The name of the game is survival
I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga
This shit don't stop, I'm still stackin' my cash
The stereotypes don't go away
Where gun fire's ramped, the one time be gafflin'
Half an ounce of chronic is a misdemeanor
Niggaz tellin', gotta stay outta dodge

I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga

I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga
Gang capital of the nation, gang capital of the nation
Fuck how much money you make, they gon' hate
Goin' hard in the paint, niggaz can't stop my dribble
But I'ma stay cockin' my pistol
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga

It's gettin' kinda hot but I ain't leavin' the spot
Skatin' in a '6-trey drinkin' on E&J
I was raised in the hood called what the fuck, nigga