letra de l.a. streets - baby jokes
[hook]
running on us
you better knuckle up
city of the angels
where we don’t give a f-ck
yeah shout out to my boy
the one that’s upstate
my mind & my spirit
you’ll be free one day
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
on these east los streets
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
in these l.a. streets
[verse 1: baby j]
yeah
destined to do what i’m doin
a far from finish
cuz boy i’m still brewing
ain’t losing
cuz the bird barely flew-in’
and my soul my spirit just oozing
ain’t movin’
cuz god told me
get em kid
i’m not a statue
yeah boy i’m the shit
nice whip
be truthful
i don’t need a chick
in the shine
i’m hogging anything i get
lavish clothes
and i gotta be solo
i’m better by myself
a girl just makes me slow
who would a thought
i will go for my downfall
with my finger in the air
screamin’ f-ck yall
[hook]
running on us
you better knuckle up
city of the angels
where we don’t give a f-ck
yeah shout out to my boy
the one that’s upstate
my mind & my spirit
you’ll be free one day
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
on these east los streets
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
in these l.a. streets
[verse 2: baby j]
tell me boy
why you trippin on the average?
ain’t a challenge
when i walk i stop traffic
yeah man
i’m the one they been talkin bout
prison bound
but i’m headed on a new route
i wear designer clothes
i love the pretty hoes
many moons ago
i had them other hoes
i skip to the loop
little circle with my crew
breathing on my neck
quick to be a wrecking crew
change?
now things done changed me
my grand kids will say
i’m still crazy
bon voyage
salud with a tron shot
on my worst day
i’m still top notch
[hook]
running on us
you better knuckle up
city of the angels
where we don’t give a f-ck
yeah shout out to my boy
the one that’s upstate
my mind & my spirit
you’ll be free one day
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
on these east los streets
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
in these l.a. streets
l.a. streets
[verse 3: jasper loco]
right left
then i hit em with an uppercut
ain’t stoppin
till the pigs spittin up his guts
we comin sick just like a pit
ill like a b-tch suckin d-ck off the shit
boy we vicious
cuz they wishin that we change
f-ck the law
bust your jaw
just plead insane
bottom line with the swine
never listen
from the gate
demonstrate my decision
because we’re movin’
and we staying on the way
in the hood blowing kush
with the f-cking k
so if you ever know me
yeah i’m a sick f-ck
l.a. c.a
could never get crushed
[hook]
running on us
you better knuckle up
city of the angels
where we don’t give a f-ck
yeah shout out to my boy
the one that’s upstate
my mind & my spirit
you’ll be free one day
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
on these east los streets
see i put that on my momma
i put that on me
best believe i’ma die
in these l.a. streets
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