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