LA (feat. Snoop Dogg, will.I.am & Fergie)

I'm cooling in L.A.

The place where stars are born

And it ain't never cold outside

Because the rain will never storm

And the stars aren't only in the sky

Because the stars lay on the floor

And I, I, I, I, I, I got the city on lock if you wanna explore

And baby I've be cooling in LA

Pull up to the West Coast

Only got here because **** from here

No you got to swerve around the pot holes

Eating chickens with these chickens politicing

We gon' to get a new team or not?

They up and down like a pile of switches

All these girls got extensions

Even with the long hair

Everybody tripping

We mix Ciroc with PatÌ_n here

Don't walk around alone here

Everybody from a gang

That n****s asks you where you from?

That means that you got to run that chain

Smoking on that purple rain

We only smoke a certain strain

Soon as you call twice ****, welcome to the circle man

Catch me off a rodeo

Alameda, Figuero

Whip these rappers' ass, they all bums ****

This Skid Row

And I ain't dissing homies

People I'll be down there feeding them ****

Hunnid days, a hunnid nights we killing for no reason

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Look at me in my Impala

In L.A. the place where stars are born

And it ain't ever cold outside because the rain will never storm

And the stars aren't only in the sky

Because the stars lay on the floor

And I, I, I, I, I, I got the city on lock if you wanna explore

And baby, I'll be cooling in L.A.

La, la, la, la, la, la

And baby when you coming to L.A.?

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I'm from that big blue wagon

Tip toe tagging, mustard and mayonnaise

With Daynas on the wagon

Brown paper bagging, baby mama nagging

You either skinny jeans, Gucci, or straight sagging

Pleasure and agony

Black James Cagney

The world is the world, but the hood is like academy

So much tragedy, rarely see clarity

I'm like a heir to be, charity, sincerely

Los Angeles, scandalous, high as hell

We the ones you get your swag from

Write that down

Home of the green leaf

Watch out now

High school lesson, y'all can drop out now

California highways, California my way

I do it that way

Then roll a fat J

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Look at me in my Cadillac car

In L.A. the place where stars are born

And it ain't ever cold outside because the rain will never storm

And the stars aren't only in the sky

Because the stars lay on the floor

And I, I, I, I, I, I got the city on lock if you wanna explore

And baby, I be cooling in L.A.

La, la, la, la, la, la

And baby when you coming to L.A.?

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I got L.A. popping ****, cars be hopping

No refreshing these h*** they keep shopping

Sunset dropping

Chicken heads flocking

No recess my flows there's no stopping

The low we in rolling, pockets stay swollen

Drive down to ten East Coast is where I'm going

Cholo swagger

Que pasa what's up?

I'm rocking it in L.A.

L.A. native, L.A. Raider, L.A. Rams, motherf******* traitors

L.A. Clippers, L.A. Lakers, tripping off Kobe

You the motherf****** greatest

L.A. Dodgers, finger to the padres

East low **** saying **** issue or two madr̩

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Look at me in my fancy car

In L.A. the place where stars are born

And it ain't never cold outside

Because the rain will never storm

And the stars aren't only in the sky

Because the stars lay on the floor

And I, I, I, I, I, I got the city on lock if you wanna explore

And baby, I be cooling in Compton

It's time to black out, spit this sh** out

You get the finger for this sh**, aftermath **** couch

The way I spit, **** think I'd pull the mic out

The way I spit, n**** like they pull J Lo back out

Still calm **** thought I went on vacation

Same n***** that used to break into houses

And steal Playstations, I hate waiting

Told Dre to put out Detox or I'ma do it

This is that, n**** this is chronic mix with body fluid

Bring your chin here Blood, so I can put this llama to it

Disrespectful n***** see this window?

I've send your mama through it

Do it for the coast so we can toast to it

Who showed you all the Pirus?

The SAs and all the lows do it?

Similar to how the vice lords and folks do it

You remember bum J?

Out west, I'm the closest to it

Put on for my city, b**** I'm supposed to do it

Straight out of Compton and I'ma f*** movie poster to it

Mitchy we out blood

Whoa, get out