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Lakers ft. Madlib, Ab‐Soul, Polyester the Saint
Freddie Gibbs
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"Hello, this is headquarters"
(Hey, baby, what's happening? What it is)
Fo' sure (what it is)
Gangsta Gibbs, baby (what's going on, man?)
Uh, E-S to the G-N, yeah
L.A., shout out, hahaha, yeah
Nigga, fuck it, '77 Cutlass (yeah)
I move my ass to Cali with my Indiana bucket (uh)
I need to slap a wet one on the frame, a little rusty (hey)
They call my shit a scraper in the Bay, the bitches love it (yeah)
And I'm chokin' on some Cali good
Been wantin' to cruise on Crenshaw
Since a little nigga watching Boyz n the Hood (yeah)
Since Ricky got killed coppin' that corn meal
Before the palm trees, pussy, and the recording years (yeah)
I was overdue for a visit (uh)
A valley bitch with family in the Chi gave me the digits (fo' sure)
The 8-1-8, the sex was great, perfect the art of fornication (yeah)
Put a bitch out the car for a bar, your Cali conversation (uh)
All my hoes from way back (yeah), want me to be chillin' where they at (Fo' sure)
G.I. until I die, but bitch, L.A. is where I lay at
My children gon' be raised at (yeah), where they gon' place my grave at (yeah)
Since Magic bought the team, he brought new meaning to that L.A. hat (uh)
Shout out to the blocks (shout)
Inglewood, Compton, South Central to Watts
My home, my home, L.A., I ride for you (Uh, that's where I stay at, nigga)
(That's where I lay at, nigga)
When I am gone, just know that I owe you (That's where I stay at, nigga)
(That's where I lay at, nigga)
My home, my home, L.A., I ride for you (L.A., you know I ride for you)
When I am gone, just know that I owe you (Fo' sure)
Uh, uh, yeah
I'm on my way to LAX from JFK, it's a great day
I mean I love New York, but of course
I live out there so don't go there, you heard it before
Ironic my uncle had the king of music on Crenshaw
'Cause now I'm the king to music to all y'all
California love, California dreamin'
I've seen lost angels, I even found demons
Where you learn to survive and keep your head high
Hit the weed clinic for sativa, get your head high
We ain't in Kansas City, but you'll find a TEC-9
And if that tech jammed, you better have a toast, too
Fuck that, this what we gon' toast to
Everybody that ain't die before 21 like we was s'posed to
For the mail, I'm going postal
I heard the baddest females on pacific coastal
If it means anything, I'm so L.A., my dad died on King, nigga
My home, my home, L.A., I ride for you (That's where I stay at, nigga
(That's where I lay at, nigga)
When I am gone, just know that I owe you (That's where I stay at, nigga)
(That's where I lay at, nigga)
My home, my home, L.A., I ride for you (L.A., you know I ride for you)
When I am gone, just know that I owe you (Fo' sure)
Uh, uh, yeah
Went from a condo to sleeping on my nigga couch (uh)
Popping sedatives, negatives in my bank account (dang)
Too much pride to let this pussy industry play me out (nah)
Repairing that broken dream, that's what L.A. about (fo' sure)
Shout to Cali Bud, my West Coast plug
Brother from another mother, he showed that West Coast love (what up, nigga)
Nigga, me and Killa Caz was pullin' them stick-ups, cuz (fo' sure)
Bending blocks with my nigga Box, smoking the whip up, Blood
Gots to keep it true when I maneuver
I got all kind of homies, Harlems, Avalons and Hoovers (yeah)
My little homie from Families, he keep a team of shooters (blaow)
My 60 niggas stay Rolling, my Eight Trey niggas moving (moving)
Been 20 years since the riots
L.A. niggas keep it thorough, fuck keepin' quiet (yeah)
Bitch, it's on in this war zone where we reside
As I begin, let my sins wash away with the tides (yeah)
Who the fuck I'm kiddin'? I done tried everything but dyin' (uh)
Flirt with other places, but this Cali bitch stay on my mind
My home, my home, L.A., I ride for you (That's where I stay at, nigga)
(That's where I lay at, nigga)
When I am gone, just know that I owe you (That's where I stay at, nigga)
(That's where I lay at, nigga)
My home, my home, L.A., I ride for you (L.A., you know I ride for you)
When I am gone, just know that I owe you (Fo' sure)
Uh, uh, yeah
("You're everything thing I need", that's what you said
Those words keep turning over in my head
When I tell myself
Every moment passes slowly
Un-)
"This is not a new allegiance to the West Coast
I've been on the West Coast all this time"