Here In La

Hollyhood in the house

Los angeles

Stand up

I was havin' dreams layed out on the futon

Knocks on my mama's crib

They came through suton

I couldn't save my life even if i had a coupon

Four years later, now i'm back with my jewels on

Yeah I'm Mr. hollyhood, ain't talkin' lights, camera, money grow on fuckin' trees

Yeah I'm talkin' marijuana

I'm Talkin' pistol hammer

I'm talkin' Trudy Zammer

I ain't talkin' baking soda, but I got that arm and hammer

Yeah she got a head game

She be playin' head games

Fuckin' with a real pimp

Dunkin' on you hater legs

Sippin' on that hateorade

Get yourself a minute maid makin' moves, gettin' praised, switchin' lanes interstate

Laker games,Staple Center, sittin' next to O Jack

Nothin' but the fuckin' Truth, puttin' on the cold act

Ridin' through the boulevard, all clear no tip and I got my stripes on like Jay on his girlfriend

Here in LA, here in LA

All of our dreams come

True there's no reason

We're here in LA

We're here in LA

So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me

Up here in LA, in LA

Hi I'm the Truth, Rapper slash hustler

See the Benz parked?

Blame it on the customer

Ain't talkin' safe sex, Homie, but I stay strapped

Yes I'm the Chrysler, I don't come with gift wrap

I still come from hollyhood, from my Mexicanos

Right there by the fence, right around McDonands

Keys ain't a problem, Ipush it like Alicia

Break it all down and charge it like a visa

Walkin' through Griffith Park, sippin' on that Kool-Aid

Yeah I got a PS3, you could brame the blu-ray

Yeah I love the Dodgers, love 'em like the Vatos

Not a fan of Racoes, cuz I don't really fall for waffles

At least once a week, I gotta have my tacos

First wrap I even got I Snatched it up from Carlos. Twenty-Twenty vision, yeah it's hard to be me

Cuz alls on my face, you don't see what I see

Here in LA, here in LA

All of our dreams come

True there's no reason

We're here in LA

We're here in LA

So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me

Up here in LA, in LA

It's the city of dreams where people come and people go

It's the city of fiends where people runnin' for that blow

This city just needs a little love, a little hope

And I ain't talkin' snortin' a little bit of coke

Or tokin' on that dope runnin' from the po-po

Oh no, been there and done that, so yo

Here's a story that I'd like you to know, about my life

And those I once rolled with

We used to go sip alize

With no mix, drink, catch a couple girls with some lip rings

And then joke about how we hit these and laugh

And talk about how her shit stinks

Or how she ripped three queefs and when I bent

Her over she would scream

(no, that's a big thing)

Oh shit

It's a he, it's a she

Here in LA, it's all the same to me

Here in LA, here in LA

All of our dreams come

True there's no reason

We're here in LA

We're here in LA

So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me

Up here in LA, in LA

Goddamn it feels good to be back, you were so good to us

Here in LA, here in LA

Palm trees, fast cars, gangsters and hustlers

Only place you can find us at is

Here in LA, here in LA

All of our dreams come

True there's a reason

We're here in LA

We're here in LA

So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me

Up here in LA, in LA