Chords for The L.A. Song

[G] Yo, a lot of people be [F] stepping towards life.
[E] Y'all from San Francisco, right?
[G] God, G.
We show [F] a lot of love for [E] the state of California.
From Humboldt to Hoosie side, you [G] dig?
But LA, [F] where it all happens for the [E] dubbing, that's one.
All you MCs say [G] LA when you on stage.
And when [F] your boots spit out high [E] verse,
we gon' make it happen, man.
Who wanna test?
[G] We making art shots in the [F] West.
We make believers out [E] the best.
Later, we terrest.
This Southern California, [G] ain't no place like [F] this.
Have the stuff y'all [E] doing.
We created this shit.
So don't be sagging [G] young, but in the presence of [F] this,
don't even come from the city.
And [E] you running your lip.
I'm about to make [G] a call.
Get the news van [F] out.
Explain to Trisha [E] Toyota on how your crew ran [Am] out.
We coming live from the [G] J23.
Area [F] cold, man.
Clouds of [E] smoke.
It ain't no room for snow.
The sucker niggas will [Gm] suck your feet.
Stay in the [F] backseat and buckle up for the [E] ride.
I'm chilling with bad [A] guys and got time on my [G] side.
Cause this is my [F] city.
This is where I live.
And if you [E] bring bad vibes, I got something to [Bb] get.
Hanging out under the [F] sun, kissing every big [D] thang.
And getting crazy in the [Am] laps.
The only way I [G] bang.
Don't step to me with that [F] meat, baby.
Buddy, I'm all [E] smiles.
And I'm counting the [Am] miles.
Down Crescent Heights [Bb] Boulevard.
Home of the [F] stars.
Get you pulled out your [E] car from running too [Am] hard.
Just listen.
You ain't [G] down with the streets, my [F] brother.
I can foresee in your [E] future.
That's a running for [Am] cover.
A lot of y'all talk a [G] good game, but ain't [F] playing.
I learned about the [D] hood and I feel
this where you [E] staying.
Fools be giving you the [G] mad dog after the [F] show.
Cause we ain't feeling the [E] flow.
Or your designer clothes.
It's phony people in [G] LA.
I count it.
It's a [F] lot.
And if they ain't a stitch or [E] a bullet,
they claiming your block.
Just get it right.
It's Crescent [Bb] Heights all day, all [F] night.
The community where I [Em] was raised.
Living my days.
Wish they not could be the [G] mayor.
I deport you [F] fools.
And send you back to square [E] land.
Cause over here, we root [Am] all plenty people in the [A] town.
So if you're done, take a [F] drag.
It's Double K signing [Db] off from the home of the body bags.
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Five years after they killed Creeper.
The [F] high wrestling move was to [E] sleep.
But drug dealers rocked beepers.
T-tops, [G] cherry curls, jelly flip [F] flops.
For girls, TV's on the [E] strip.
And a commercial for [A] world on wheels.
I [Bb] was a Tumacu up on the [F] block.
The color soundtrack.
[E] Rocked a fat booger [A] jukebox.
My [Gm] LAUSD memories are [F] emery sticks.
Who filed out [E] clowns claiming the same [A] tricks on this turf.
My [Gm] roots go deep like Turbo [F] Nerf.
And the cops still [E] sweat us.
I roll on all [Am] blocks like I'm selling [Gm] paletas.
And rock the [F] bells.
Home of the drive [D]-by where they pop the [Am] shells.
I eat at Channels in La [Gm] Marga, not Taco Bell.
[F] And if you're not from the C, [E] then you should probably [Am] bail.
Cause a lot of cats are [Gm] implants claiming LA.
With [F] something to say and something to [D] prove.
And at the [Am] shows with the flows.
And they [G] think the crowd's grooving.
[F] It's like the pool.
5 at [E] 5.30.
Nobody's [Am] moving.
I'm tired of non [Gm]-recognition.
Losing the [F] mission to proving the cats that [D] my soundtrack's an [E] LA hat.
When new jacks drop [G] New York rap on a [F] block with a palm tree.
It [E] makes me sick.
All you underground producers get off [G] Premiere.
Sticking just.
[F] I'm heading back to [E] Pedro to sit up on the hill.
Next to the Korean [G] bell.
Eating busy bee.
[F] Want to waste well.
High [E] visibility.
Catalina [Am] and sailboats.
[G] Hollywood hip-hop souls [F] and sitcom dreams.
I [E] make more people beat.
[Am] Beans support.
La [Gm] teens.
Take your bill with Cal [F] Green.
Oh, gee, Jerry [E] Duffy.
When I'm on your screen.
[A] I'm friends with neighborhood [Gm] crackheads.
And I know [F] that.
LA is the place [D] where I saw my [Am] problems.
In it.
I'll never [A] be.
I'll always stay [F] here.
Because when I'm in [G] LA, my family's there.
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