LA The Game (Ft. Fergie, Snoop Dogg & ​will.i.am)

[Produced by will.i.am]

[Chorus: will.i.am]
I'm cooling in LA
The place where stars are born
And it ain't never cold outside
Because the rain will never storm
And the stars ain't only in the sky
Because the stars lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you wanna explore
And baby I been cooling in LA

[Verse 1: The Game]
Pull up to the Rosco's
Only guy here, 'cause niggas from here
Know you gotta swerve around the potholes
Eating chickens with these chickens, politicin'
We gon' get a new team or not?
They up and down like Impala switches
All these girls got extensions, even with the long hair
Everybody tripping, we mix Cîroc with Patrón here
Don't walk around alone here, everybody from a gang
Niggas ask you where you from
That mean you gotta run that chain
Smoking on that purple rain
We only smoke a certain strain
Soon as you call twice nigga
Welcome to the circle maine
Catch me off of Rodeo, Alameda, Figueroa
Whoop these rappers ass, they all bums nigga, skid row
And I ain't dissing homeless people, I be down there feeding niggas
100 days, 100 nights, we killing for no reason nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, look at me in my Impala