Capone N Noreaga L.A., L.A Lyrics
            L.A. L.A. big city of dreams
            but everything in L.A. aint always what it seems
            you might get fooled if you come from outta town
            cuz we comin from Queens and gets down
        
            Jose-Luis gotcha holdin guns in tons
            general, Emanual rock emerald
            government out to get me, tryin to stick me
            move quickly, yo the god study swiftly
            Indian style, knees bent, hands together
            Regulate, drama kickin like East state
            money to make, 1st of the month son chop the wait
            break the law and gotta score like before
            Armageddon, mary-tree smoke wettin
            if thats jeddy, shoppin sprees are ready
        
            My crew in the front got it lock
            my live n____s in the back got the gat
            so were true to this black
            4-4 like some more
            1 to the dome, lubricate your thoughts
            black mask stole the ride to avoid up north
            jeopardize my freedom, blink out when I see you
            but nine out of ten n____s wouldnt wanna be you
            rob him for his cash and spend it like
            B-diem(echo)
            Ah-yo the rap s___ is ill
            kid you make mad dough but still
            hit your crew off it aint slink-real
            show some love kid aint no selfish s___ here
        
            Chorus: repeat 4X
        
            Im in too deep, losin sleep I can't call it
            in love wit this drug s___, loyal and all for it
            whats a n____ to do? wit no cash at 22
            take it, or find the best way to make it fast
            my mans rakin cash, f___ bein lieutenant
            Im in it to win it so it might just take a minute
            to gain grams, put my game plan in action
            ways to make it happen, to days to get the jack-son
            once the weight comes, I'm outta state triple sums
            count my funds, I got guns that cripple sons
            What's the use of heat, wit no dough to flee the streets
            caught a trace of no chaser and your dead meat
            Legal aid
        
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