Lyrics:
the gas, the problems are left behind us
Big successful rich city, I saw salvation there
Los Angeles, you and me, love without
car crashes
And you might've cruised through
A Philly Freeway
But right now your in Los Angeles
And you caught up in traffic
You can't be calling out
From Angeles to Los Angeles
No handouts, they don't wanna hand me shit
Now they analyze me calling all the analysts
Now they realize that I'm
to be saved
And out of all of this
Will come a better way
We were meant to be
So you can go to Europe , Los Angeles or Mars
You can stand
is avant. He is, he's bebop! Check this guy out.
This is 8/22/98 12:16 PM, Los Angeles, California
Boris checks in from the Czech Republic with this
let you go, billy!"
And george putnam, the right-wing creepo fascist pig newscaster from los angeles said
(take it away george putnam,
nobody stop my shine
I'm like the sun number 1
Momma smile just to see what I've become
I'm a young man wit' a big dream
Tryna make it out the projects
better match it
Always pistol packin', never catch me lackin'
Got the heat like its a summer in Los Angeles
Choppa singin' Alicia Keys got them tap dancin'
Home of the low-lows, 6-4's, we rollin
Chuck Taylor's and Nikes
Wife beaters and white tees
Up in the Bay area, boys gettin hyphy
Los Angeles where them
Yo this goes out to hip hop world wide.
Straight from Leimert Park, California, los Angeles.
Yo, everybody in the hip hop struggle, in the life
in Los Angeles,
Notorious B.I.G. was gunned down and pronouced dead at 1:15 this morning.
As a result of the ongoing feud between East and West
$1, 100 in your pocket what made
You move to Los Angeles?
Frank Ocean: I had been
Putting together these
Demos that I was going to properly
Record in
no goddamn fillers (woo)
Mount Westmore, you did not plan for this (nah)
From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles (haha, yeah)
Put your doobies
barrier when the Moiseyev
Dancers were in Los Angeles eddie and
Liz Fisher gave a party for
Them, and although I couldn't speak
A word of Russian, i got
and Morningside, my block, that's right
Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right
In the jungle of Marin City, that's my block, that's right
Los Angeles
break ties with you niggas, then pay tithes for you niggas
Los Angeles king, I will no fly zone you niggas
Take a Caravan and Impalas and drive to you
yeet!
Bronco from Brooklyn
Galia from Serbia
Nashville, Tennessee
From Dallas, Texas
Miami
Baltimore, Maryland
Los Angeles
Freemont California
with a start
These days he divides his time
Between Los Angeles and Miami
Living entirely out of luxury
Hotels at the moment, he's
Staying in
And forth between hip-hop and pop the
Way Taylor Swift can no longer go back
And forth between country and pop
A few days earlier
She'd been in Los Angeles
auditioned for the movie True
Grit and became a frontrunner
For the role before it
Went to Hailee Steinfeld
Her family moved to Los Angeles
When she was 14
had
Figure a trigger happy n***** with a badge
Parading around Los Angeles (argh!)
High off coke, with a banana clip
Feasting off the weak street
especially 'round my way
An all white Los Angeles, the dream of Mr. Chandler
Hope and pray they take Columbus day up off the calendar
South Central
the sound of Deuce Deuce's
Mirando en la esquina, St Luces
I'm bout' to lose it homes Espara
Escribo Los Angeles en mi cara
Time to bring back my old
cantando
Desde San Andrés hasta Providence
Miami, New York y Los Angeles
Desde el corazón con mucho sabor
Este gozo también lo puedes tener
Tengo un gozo en
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