City of Angels (feat. C Plus)

We're doing 80 down to LA Twisting up the Grade A Tryna find the business So we can have a payday Ridin' the coast It's the home of the sun in which we roam Just peeling down the road Didn't grow up in the city But this is where I go To find those things in Cali That I bet you all know From the canyons to the sea It's the West to the East Fame, Mulholland brought the water but you bet I make it rain Haaa They're blockin' never stoppin' but we're conquerin' Burning through my options all my fears I acknowledge But I can't picture floppin' uh uhh Introduce the nightmare but I'll fight fair Will never sell souls It's the story 'bout the City, of the Angels Forget the halos I said forget the halos It's the story 'bout the City, of the Angels Forget the halos I said forget the halos Yeah buddy, notice something, I be bumpin' and I be comin' I be stuntin' and I be jumpin' I'mma stay intact, on the map is where I'm at Gifted flow, now that's a w(rap) Got love in this land from LA on up to Sac yeah You know we do it, gotta prove it, stay movin', never losin' Got a hoop and I'mma go right through it, fluid I know I'm lighter than some white wine Coming in the game at the right time - colorblind I defy your mind and I never gives a fuck I'mma keep doing me always chiefing these blunts And I'm never doing well so I had to C(see) Plus So we can be us, put Cali up above You can bet they'll need us, G'd up Way ahead 'cause we leave 'em eatin' dust Feasting up on these amateurs and weak fucks 'Sup Plus, gotta give 'em what we must Some good ol' Cali love yup Yeah, you already know how we do For the City of Angels, to the City of the Trees LA to Sac whatever, let's do it Uh, fuck the Police that's how I treat 'em I'm married to the game and I ain't cheatin' I turned my back on the fame, yeah I was leaving Until I heard it call my name, then I retrieved it So I came back to it, spit straight crack to it Since the days of that state cap music yeah That was the older me, I gave it my all Now I give the cold shoulder, that's the colder me They wonder if I'm still as frigid, one track I don't have to adlib it Muhammad Ali, step jab with it I'm magical, fantastic, and terrific All wrapped in one, I am the Uno So you can call that the one, and I ain't talking 'bout the card game I party hard mayne, shouts out to Hall of Fame, and Heavy Medal Gang

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