Real LA (feat. Meaku & Dreebo)

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When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

Uh what kinda ni**as hang and bang in the streets
What kinda ni**as slang out the trunk to eat

What kinda ni**as bangin red and that blue
Aim for yo dome cokc they sh*t then shoot

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Belts saggin on the floor
Saggin in the store copping sandwich baggies and baggin up the raw

We only known for breaking laws
Breakin jaws and ErTime we lose a homie they names tatted on walls

I risk it for my word and my balls
So when it's show time shows get shut down and curtains get called

No more man's best friend ni**as murkin they dawg
It's ironic it was over a bit** word to my dog

Sh*t Shiesty ni**a gtta get it in blood
How you kill a real n**a and hit the snitches wit love

You Ni**as fake as a Hollywood gun that's fulla blanks
What you know about a fish bowl shootin and switchin plates

Uhh pull up wit a Hillary runnin thru Phillip banks
I'm a legend in my city I'm livin wit murals painted

Home Depot pull up leave yo livin room painted
The city of angels but it's jus demons remaining
KiLLA

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous

Uh what kinda ni**as hang and bang in the streets
What kinda ni**as slang out the trunk to eat

What kinda ni**as bangin red and that blue
Aim for yo dome cokc they sh*t then shoot

Whoaaaaa whoaaaaaa sing

In all the streets we do Badmon tings
SKANLESS streets we do Badmon tings

Bling bling run them watches and them rings
So get a gun and keep one in the head and quit the lean

Fore you slumped out booty up left in the streets
Choppas hit like a blender you ain't left in one piece

This sh*t a relay I could rest Whn I'm sleep
Marathon I'm still runnin it's like he left it To me

Rose gold on my wrist bit** I earned my flowers
I'm nothin like ghost son bit** I earned my power

Uhhh

Let the money drip dry
Hunnid dollar bills whipping tears from my eyes

Bottom line over spilled milk
Uh you bet not cry and if you do make sure yo gun on fire  
I know the feelin

3' wheelin not a pig in sight that's lord willing
Twin Nina's twin "CLIPSE" that's "LORD WILLIN'"

Thousand dollar DIORS ni**as kikcin in doors wit em
Uhh ErThangSkanless live and die by the sword ni**a

Uh what kinda ni**as hang and bang in the streets
What kinda ni**as slang out the trunk to eat

What kinda ni**as bangin red and that blue
Aim for yo dome cokc they sh*t then shoot

Whoaaaaa whoaaaaaa sing

In all the streets we do Badmon tings
SKANLESS streets we do Badmon tings

Whoaaaaa

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