Lyrics
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la lA is the place!
I'm not a renegade but you wish I would
Just because I like to hang with
The boys in the hood
Live in LA always chill on the west coast
A Tilly Mogul got it close
Just I mean to boast
I said what's up, we'll be who riding on you
Nickname Eazy-E, and I'm down with the crew
You come talking that trash
We'll pull your card
It's not the Bronx, it's LA but just as hard
Don't get me wrong I like to
Brag on the city I'm on
The Subway R T-D, don't ride it alone
You might have silly thoughts
That were insane
But the city I'm from, let me explain
In LA there's things you do not do
First of all, homeboy
Don't mess with the crew
You might have silly thoughts
That we're too soft
But don't play it sweet, or get took off
Y'all know the time, it's time to get ill
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
The city of angels hollywood we love it!
I turned you on to the
Best females in the world
I wish they all could be California girls
Like the east where your girls
Wear too many coats
Bring your clothesie, runny noiseie
With a sore throat
That the girls in the south, I cannot bust
Because the girls are fly, and down with us
In the valley not the alley
Misdemeanor not ball-ey
Eazy-E, that's me, always chill in Cali'
Hollywood's a bit of beef
Where the scene is raw ohh yeah
The strip is a trip on South Crenshaw
Don't get me wrong I like to
Brag on the city I'm on
But if you walk through
Watts don't walk alone
Because in LA there's things you do not do
First of all, homeboy
Don't mess with the crew
You might have silly thoughts
That we're too soft
But don't play it sweet, or get took off
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la lA is the place!
Chill with the brothers who build
The old school -> get a get a get a little
Stupid and bEAT BOX ->
Get get get a little stupid and beat box ->
West coast style, from LA
Yes I gets mine, it's got to be that way
It's sunny California that's where I be
If you forgot homeboy I chill with E
In the west I stand that's where you fall
Fila-wearing punk goes snatching it all
Rhyme by rhyme, record by E
In the city of angels, with a devil like me
She's contaminated where the boys are hard
And people like me don't perpetrate the fraud
You want to mess around, you better get wise
We'll find your butt
And cut you down to size
Because in LA there's things you do not do
First of all, homeboy
Don't mess with the crew
You might have silly thoughts
That we're too soft
But don't play it sweet, or get took off
Y'all know the time, it's time to get ill
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
City of angels hollywood we love it
Because in LA there's things you do not do
First of all, homeboy
Don't mess with the crew
You might have silly thoughts
That we're too soft
But don't play it sweet, or get took off