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Fuck LA

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: ScHoolboy Q Canonical path: /schoolboy-q/fuck-la Related lyric paths: 6
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Fuck LA

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Pussy lips, Contraband's for chips, sold all kinds of shit

Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips, switched all kinda clips

50 raised, since my county days, brought all kind of fades

Renegade, fuck what rappers say, bitch I am LA!

Gimme bucks, might show up in tux

Got my millions up, nigga what?

Spanish ho in cut, she supreme deluxe

Asian broads eat Caucasian broads, guess I'm dipped in sauce

Link up fool, gunplay pika-boo, guess who tagging you?

Bring showers through, grab ya bathing suit

We-we-wet em all, cannonball

Swipe my debit card, fly from here to Mars

Nigga what? Got my millions up

F-f-f-f fuck you mean? We stacking green

Stacking stacks of green, flip them, trampoline

Groovy Q, murk the judges crew, fuck the jury too

Bang the set, rep my 52, young hog down to shoot

I keep a Glock or get razor sharp, bitch, get left with Pac

My Biggie knock, he won't know who shot, fearing down the block

Or serve this work? Lay back close the curt, pop my collar first

And blew my trees, put my nerves at ease, 'til my trigger squeeze

My heater heat, still I'm high off weed, bitch thats high degrees!

I money make, AM out of state, call that wake and bake

Bring cookie sheets, dope boys on the beat, well known in the streets

I'm crip for real, way before the deal, had them Oxy pills

In act we sell, straight from Murderville, yeah we served a lot

Left days on blocks, got them tens in socks, nah nah not talking shoes

I'm talking rocks, had the dopest spots, look out for the cops

My mini-me, snatch the dope and flee, guess thats how it be when you OG

He said he lived through me, but (sss) I'm stacking mills

I'm speaking real, shock the world for real

Pull up in that ill

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