| Let me tell you something
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| About the way we do it, where we from
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| «In the City of Angels»
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| We are from Los Angeles
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| And no other city can handle us
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| But if you think you could
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| «Creep with me as I roll through the 'hood»
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| They always yelling out freeze
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| When I’m on the back streets gettin' mine
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| Dodging the law, dodging the chalk line
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| And if y’all feel me
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| I’mma keep it real for this episode
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| Takin' you all into some critical overload
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| What must I do to live in the City of Angels?
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| Pack a full clip with one cocked in the chamber? |
| «that's right»
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| Cause it remains to be the same to me
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| I gotta be an O. G like my daddy
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| And my grandpappy
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| Don’t ever test mine
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| Don’t ever disrespect mine
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| Better yet I tote a 'Tec in case you ever cross the line
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| Yo, I’m like the crow
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| Low down and dirty
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| As I handle my business and as I take you on this journey
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| It ain’t no City Of Angels where I’m at
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| It’s just people playing get back and more get back
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| Yo, a lot of drama on my block but I never stress
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| Because I’m built like a Presidential Rolex
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| A lotta people die over the red or the blue
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| A lotta players hustle cause they got to
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| But if I ever go out 'fore I’m supposed to go
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| I’m goin' revenge myself like the Crow…
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| Welcome to the city of drag where my pants sag
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| And my homies still reying on the flag
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| Yeah, life starts to twist and turn
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| And it hits you at another angle «That's right»
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| Just some more drama in the City Of Angels
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| Violence is brought forth through many years
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| Broken memories, we cried so many tears
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| Ooh the Devil plays the repo man
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| And he’s sucking up souls
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| As fast as he can
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| It ain’t no question
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| It’s in our nature
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| A 45 can bring out the criminal behaviour
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| When the clouds in the sky turn black and gloom
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| As soon as the smoke starts to fill the room
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| Your heart starts to beat, it’s like the ritual
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| And the feeling that you get is somewhat spiritual
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| I’mma have to let you know how reality goes
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| Make you fly like the Crow as you slide into limbo…
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| I see the clock strike half past
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| I’m movin' fast, quick to blast
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| I’m like an angel in the city with the devil’s path
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| And everybody’s out to get me
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| So I quickly stick and move
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| And if he moves I trip, my finger’s itchy
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| I got a vision, I’m on a mission
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| Listen, I can hear 'em but I can’t trust my intuition
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| I’m wishin' upon that midnight mystical
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| And through the darkness, I’m hoping for a miracle
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| I can’t holler till you hear me
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| I gotta get me through the madness even though I’m guilty
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| And as I reload I’m all alone set to explode
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| Like a pathological murderer that’s in the zone
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| I know the working, the spirit’s lurking
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| I’m hurting, the triple six with the kiss got my soul searching
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| When I awoke I choked on a cloud of smoke
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| It was a dream and in my dream, I seen a black crow… |