Down in LA People Under the Stairs

Way down in LA...

Eleven years man
It's Double K and Thes One once again
O-o-o-once again

And we feelin' so cool right now
We could lay back and parlay to the shades
(My, My, My)
We could do it like this yeah

Hit to the paper on that daily grind
Don't trap, I don't snap, but I make my words rhyme
Me and the Thes combined
Like shower caps and slick dos
And car clubs pullin' off the rags to cruise

Up Crenshaw,
No color glamorizin'
Fine chick analyzin' and the homies love ridin'
Only suckers be collidin'
We got mouths to feed
Barbecue at the barbershop
They smokin' big weed
And my man got them DVDs and CDs
Five dollars or eight for two, it's up to you