La La La

[Intro]
La, la, la, la, la... (Uh)
La, la, la, la, la... (Yes)
La, la, la, la, la... (Uh, [?] kill)
La, la, la, la, la... (Uh, [?])

[Verse 1]
I'm holdin' my dick right now
'Cause that's how I wrote this down
Before you go and quote me, child
Here's a hit and a kodak smile
While most people come to Cali
While those people run from Cali
They don't get promoted in Cali
They didn't until I woke 'em up, spoke that cavi
What's on my savy
But hoes don't need a map [?] my foes so unhappy
Like, "How he blow up on that beat? His flow is too catchy"
Boy, grow up like Backstreet, or we hook up like Black Street
Pack a lunch or pack heat, the choice is yours, like black sheep
Like my block in the taxi, came back in a Maybach backseat reclinin'
Mеmories remind me thеn
This city swap me [?]

[Hook]
Still, rhymin' ill
You see Brian got an iron wheel, platinum and diamond skill (chill)
Pop a pill, get drunk or even purple hills
Roll up a J or it fills full of
La, la, la...
La, la, la...

[Verse 2]
The westside belongs to us
And I can tell by how you bust
The sunset is all you saw
Admit it, it's kinda raw
Always into somethin' in L.A
47's legal in L.A
Slangin' gangbangers in L.A
1580 was that station in L.A
Shit was the realest [?]
What you know about that though?
I grew up on [?] be the jackers we jack for
Pack men or mack hoes back then
The murder capital left the hood
[?] returned, I'm a natural at this, you like this?
Classical asses spit you cannot match it or master my tactics of rhymin'

[Hook]
Still, rhymin' ill
You see Brian got an iron wheel, platinum and diamond skill (chill)
Pop a pill, get drunk or even purple hills
Roll up a J or it fills full of
La, la, la...
La, la, la...

[Outro]
Yeah
The land of
Uh-huh
[?] killed in
La, la, la...
The land of
La, la, la...
Yes, yes
H-I-T-T-M-A-N, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know, you know
The land of
That's right, that's right
[?] verses, uh
Cause you're in the land of
La, la, la...