This Is LA OTM

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
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[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Mei Ling, I just chin strapped her
Jibber jabber, Blue's a blabber mouth, we just bitch slapped him
Keep your stick on you, nigga, this is LA
A black belt from shootin' chops, where my sensei?
I'm through that back door, hit him with a pump fake
Rock and roll with it, Elvis Presley, time to hit the floor
Jiggy with it, maneuver with my stiffler, I'm an evil villain
How many uchies you gon' offer, what's your proposition? (Ron-Ron, do that shit)
Lock and load, aim with precision, knock his sloppy joe
Red and blue lights, go faster 'cause the Johnnies on us
Silly opp, he thought this shit was sweet 'cause we in Bossa Nova
Deep dished that nigga, red beams, put some toppings on him

[Verse 2: Duffy]
Go and tell your favorite rappers we just fucked 'em over
Shaneyney hangin' with me, let me get to know her
Ghetto boy, this forty ounce bounce, goin' dumb and dumber
All this shit is regular to us, but it don't be normal
Nigga
You know the Stincs winnin'
Nigga, why you sittin' on your ass? Go and chase some chicken
Hit him with the K, think that nigga had an exorcism
.223s, I guess we both Jordan, I hit him with Pippen
Nigga, it's the Grim Adventures
Nigga out his mind, he don't think I'ma come with a stiffler
Big nigga talkin' like he stupid, I made him get little
Niggas always sugar coatin' shit, if I said it, I meant it