WC This Is Los Angeles (Prod. By Jellyroll) Lyrics
[Chorus]
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
[W.C.]
This s___ don't stop, I'm still stackin' my cash
Out in the backyard with n____z hidin' crack in they a__
It's gettin' kinda hot but I ain't leavin' the spot
Cause don't nobody give a f___ if I'm eatin' or not, n____
South Central, the g_______ capital
Where gun fire's rampid, the one-time be gafflin'
Murder is a headline, half an ounce of chronic is a misdemeanor
One gram of hard is fed' time
The name of the game is survival
Keep the thang on me like a preacher do a Bible
f___ unity, ain't no m_________in' one love
Crips killin' Crips n____, Bloods killin' Bloods
n____z tellin', gotta stay outta dodge
On the stand y'all be singin' like Mary J. Blige
But I'ma stay c___in' my pistol
Goin' hard in the paint, n____z can't stop my dribble
[Chorus]
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")...
("Gang capital of the nation"), ("South Central, Los Angeles")
("Gang capital of the nation"), ("South Central, Los Angeles")
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
[W.C.]
Out the belly of CA, hated by the D.A.
Skatin' in a '6-trey drinkin' on E&J
Everything will C okay
As I turn this bottle for my n____z the old way
South Central L.A. where every day
The LAPD ghetto bird be yellin' freeze on the P.A.
You know they wanna lock us away, they laughin' away
While we killin' each other, the blacks and the eses
f___ how much money you make, they gon' hate
Ballin' a__ n____, they gon' still treat ya like O.J.
The stereotypes don't go away
(Little n____ nice car, where the kilos lay?)
Po-po wanna send us where the P.O.'s play
Thinkin' we all get our money the Carlito's Way
Charles Manson could kill and live to see another day
But if you're black like Tookie they gon' steal you away
[Chorus]
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
I was raised in the hood called what the f___ n____
W.C., ya better duck n____
f___ me, you're out of luck n____
("This is Los Angeles", "This is Los Angeles")
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