Come on, throw your hands up in the air Come on And you know, we the party jumpin' So lets them 40s comin'
Come on to the city of L.A. Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' You know how we keep it bumpin' baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins'
Well, I with J-Dog and it's like okay basically We get shit faced and crazy, screaming, "Fuck the police" Just like easy, lets smoke these with Old'E and We mix it a heartbeat and run with the Undead Army
And you don't need to see the of me The best MC, its just a beat, produce the That makes me That seems to be makes me scream
So what up? Let's roll the town up Lets sack L.A. and show Yo wait, just hold up my mic, my P.O. showed up
Come on down to the of L.A. Where we with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it everyday baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins'
We're six Caucasians, hell raisin', blazin', zero pay wait to drink to stop the pain, to call Funny to ride with me My pants are so low, I'm sippin' on 4-0, rollin' in the fo' do' Producer, me and hoes, oh no
The 50's cold, I didn't stop but tried to smoke Container's open, Funny's smokin', I think I'm chokin', it's to go, oh This midnight tale, keep it rollin', keep the fuckin Mad Dog flowin' Los Angeles we keep it goin', Undead is what we're
on down to the city of L.A. Where we, we ride with and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it everyday baby We ride gangsta's and the pimpins' easy
I keep 'em blowin' on my head, keeps fatter everyday baby On TV you better listen 'cause you know play me In the club you in the corner while my shit go And I got my soldiers in the back, so you wanna face me
And when girl looked up at me, I'm lookin' right down And all that yappin', you know it gon' get you down I stick around to it mad while the crowd's loud In the of L.A., that's my hometown
Come on to the city of L.A. Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the easy You know how we it bumpin' everyday baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins'