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    I love L.A... (Young Dre)
    Big bad Los Angeles (Killafornia)
    Yes... still the flyest to me
    Errbody got somthin' to say
    You ain't been here, then don't say nothin'
    Come here and experience this Los Angeles
    Ah...I love L.A

    I'm up; I barely opened my eyes
    Rise and sunshine
    Step outside it's 85 and it's still one at a time
    It's Sunday, motorcycles out to score mo' ride
    Hit the beach, PCH1, palm trees like breeze
    We're like the isle of west coast with a Caribbean theme
    We mo' the seas, mo' them B's, mo' them movie screens
    We mo' the trees, mo' them fiends, that's the levity
    We actually encompass so much culture it's a mini community
    So much history of a lineage of a national legacy
    Brothers, sisters, got deep since the 60' and 70'
    Mexicanos been deep before the 20' and 30'
    California, Califas, mucho caliente, we at
    So every rip, every dog and ese on this block look around and taste the air, homie, know what you got
    This is a gangstas paradise wit flashing blue and red lights
    Home of the Lakers and the Clippers, Staples Center, big nights!

    (I love L.A!)
    For all the coaching for the pride we got
    For every hood, all good, west and east side heights
    (I love L.A!)
    The palm trees are the best coastal view
    Where the ocean's at, sun shines, skies so blue
    (I love L.A!)
    Where everything is 20 minutes away
    Beautiful homes, even the ghettos are prime real estate
    (I love L.A!)
    Beautiful women yeah, where they..? here!
    When it's spring, summer, fall... all but the Cali breeze
    (I love L.A!)

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    We at the par everyday, we shop to take the trash out
    Lead the show, here's sunset bouncin' the glass out
    Making bad, model breeze,without a grill in my mouth
    Speeding down the 110 past Slauson South
    I'm with my old G's, grandma's on the front yard couch (eh)
    My little homie talking 'bout he lean on the dice (eh)
    My smoked out uncle wanna freestyle on the mic
    But bust a rap, it ain't slipping, niggas busting caps
    Hitting switches, layin' in the hood, feels good
    I make my riders go passed away, bring'em back if I could
    Throwing ball with they sons in the front as I should
    Plus, nobody I know got killed in Inglewood
    South Central, Compton or Watts today
    It's 10 at night and the police still wanna play
    The home-girls barbecuing gotta give me a plate, even when it rains, swear to god, man I love L.A.!

    (I love L.A!)
    For all the coaching for the pride we got
    For every hood, all good, west and eastside heights
    (I love L.A!)
    The palm trees are the best coastal view
    Where the ocean's at, sun shines, skies so blue
    (I love L.A!)
    Where everything is 20 minutes away
    Beautiful homes, even the ghettos are prime real estate
    (I love L.A!)
    Beautiful women yeah, where they..? here!
    When it's spring, summer, fall... all but the Cali breeze
    (I love L.A!)

    Shake the hood in my million dollar sputnik cut
    Tomorrow is monumental Monday, I got to get up
    Got music business in the mornin',at night it's show at the Rock's (yo)
    We the G's, them otha' motha' cats, (???)
    Ever see the valley to I.E.2, forget your car jacked
    Oh yeah, this is still the place that'll peel your cap back
    We're niggas and we're proud, got ya Dodger blue LA hats
    That match, authentic tattoos
    (???) no look pretty shit, R&B, butterflies and insects
    Real G's still respect the cold, that's all I know!
    Anything out of Wiltshire hood, start you ain't know
    A little anger mixed with danger sums the life that I know
    You want records of daddy babies, serving spoon of rhinestone
    To live and die here in hustle-more, just to make it
    How many people at court, try to beat they cases
    And half way around the world, this is one of the fly-est places!

    (I love L.A!)
    For all the coaching for the pride we got
    For every hood, all good, west and east side heights
    (I love L.A!)
    The palm trees are the best coastal view
    Where the ocean's at, sun shines, skies so blue
    (I love L.A!)
    Where everything is 20 minutes away
    Beautiful homes, even the ghettos are prime real estate
    (I love L.A!)
    Beautiful women yeah, where they..? here!
    When it's spring, summer, fall... all but the Cali breeze
    (I love L.A!)

    Yes! Ah.. I can't tell you no better
    (I love L.A!)
    This is what it is out here
    Oh yeah, everything ain't what it seems
    (I love L.A!)
    But yet everything is what it seems (haha!)
    You better know where you're at
    (I love L.A!)
    You better know what L.A is
    (I love L.A!)
    Know the difference!

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    Composición: Young Dre The Truth

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