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[Intro: Deuce]
Come on, everybody throw your hands up
In the air, come on let’s
You know, we keep the party jumpin’
So let’s keep them 40’s comin’
[Hook: Deuce]
Come on down to the city of LA where we
We ride with gangstas and the pimpin’s easy
You know how we keep it bumpin’ everyday, baby
We ride with gangstas and the pimpin’s easy
[Verse 1: Charlie Scene & J-Dog]
[Charlie Scene]
I ride with J-D-O-G, it’s like okay basically
We get shit-faced and crazy
We’re screamin’ „Fuck the Police!”
[J-Dog]
J-Just like Eazy, let’s smoke these
With Oldie, and Charlie
We mix it over a heartbeat
And roll with the Undead Army
[Charlie Scene]
And you don’t need to see the best of me
The best MC, it’s just a beat
Producer feeds that makes me mean
That seems to be what makes me scream
[J-Dog]
So word up? Let’s roll the town, fucked up!
Let’s tag LA and show love!
[Charlie Scene]
Yo J-Dog wait, just hold up
Take my mic, my PO showed up
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
[Johnny 3 Tears]
We’re six Caucasians, hell raisin’, blazin’
Makin’ zero bacon or wait to drink to stop to think
(To call Funny), to ride with me!
[Funny Man]
My pants are so low
I’m sippin’ on this 4-0
Rollin’ in the four-door
Producer, me, and four hoes, oh no!
[Johnny 3 Tears]
The 5-0’s rollin’ cold
I didn’t stop but tried to smoke
Container’s open (Funny smokin’)
I think I’m chokin’ (It’s time to go, OH!)
This midnight tale, let’s keep it rollin’
Keep the fucking Mad-Dog flowin’
[Funny Man]
Los Angeles, we keep it goin’
Undead is what we’re throwin’
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Deuce]
I keep on blowin’ up my head, keeps gettin’ fatter everyday baby
On TV, you better listen, cause you know they’ll play me
In the club, you in the corner while my shit go crazy
And I got my soldiers in the back, so you don’t wanna face me
And when your girl look up at me, I’m lookin’ right down
And all that yappin’ you know it gon’ get you smacked down
I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd’s loud
In the city of LA, that’s my hometown
[Hook]
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