[Intro: DJ Drama & Snoop Dogg]
L.A., L.A
Real rap, real hip-hop
Big city of the dreams
From some real niggas
It's like a jungle sometimes
Hahaha, really, really though, for real
Makes me wonder
Ayo, East
How I keep from goin' under?
I got you, cuz
(Gangsta Grillz)
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Let me walk you through the city (So rough, so rough)
Where niggas get real gritty (So tough, so tough)
You wanna see some ass and titties? (Sure enough, sure enough)
Well, let me walk you through the city (Walk on, walk on)
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama]
Let me walk you through the strip club
V.I.P., where the motherfuckin' Crips, cuz?
Laid out, blue carpet treatment, nigga (Too long)
Have a seat, this my treat, we 'bout to eat, my nigga
Let me get a lil' bitch, just to get a lil' vid
Got you feelin' real good, 'bout to walk you to the hood
Where the stealers and the raiders keep it goin' at (Goin')
And the bubblegum kush is what we blowin' back (Blowin' back)
We slide by Nip's spot and pick up some t-shirts (Crenshaw)
Then buy a few bags from the homies, that's called network
Catch a quick flick and then we dip out (Dip out)
I put a dub in the air, that means I'm rollin' twenty Crip out
Slip out, trip out, until my headphones slip
I'm with my kinfolk, Crip, we ought to get more chips
Dave East is on the West, with no vest on his chest
See he fuckin' with the S, I keep him free of the stress
L.A., L.A
Real rap, real hip-hop
Big city of the dreams
From some real niggas
It's like a jungle sometimes
Hahaha, really, really though, for real
Makes me wonder
Ayo, East
How I keep from goin' under?
I got you, cuz
(Gangsta Grillz)
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Let me walk you through the city (So rough, so rough)
Where niggas get real gritty (So tough, so tough)
You wanna see some ass and titties? (Sure enough, sure enough)
Well, let me walk you through the city (Walk on, walk on)
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama]
Let me walk you through the strip club
V.I.P., where the motherfuckin' Crips, cuz?
Laid out, blue carpet treatment, nigga (Too long)
Have a seat, this my treat, we 'bout to eat, my nigga
Let me get a lil' bitch, just to get a lil' vid
Got you feelin' real good, 'bout to walk you to the hood
Where the stealers and the raiders keep it goin' at (Goin')
And the bubblegum kush is what we blowin' back (Blowin' back)
We slide by Nip's spot and pick up some t-shirts (Crenshaw)
Then buy a few bags from the homies, that's called network
Catch a quick flick and then we dip out (Dip out)
I put a dub in the air, that means I'm rollin' twenty Crip out
Slip out, trip out, until my headphones slip
I'm with my kinfolk, Crip, we ought to get more chips
Dave East is on the West, with no vest on his chest
See he fuckin' with the S, I keep him free of the stress
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