[Verse 1]
Finally out the motherf**ing S-A-C, in the 619
Repping Cali and probably rocking five on dime
My n***as circling '86, meet me up from the five
I took a amp-track down, we gon' party tonight
Just another sunny day in California
And Sacramento sh** is bugging so I had to get away
But little did I know is that I was destined to find
That the city I retreated to was just like mine
It all started on a Saturday night
I was creaping the mic out in LA, hoes all on my hype
Ab-Joe was at the telly staying in for the night
And PCH and all the homies couldn't get no rise
The promotion was whack, but it was packing sight
I went first, ain't nobody was feeling my rhymes
I was all by myself, them other n***as was hype
I couldn't with to get to the crib and twist a blunt to get high
[Hook]
Because LA, is just like Sac-Town
I said LA, is just like Sac-Town
One more time: LA, is just like Sac-Town
I said LA, is just like Sac-Town
[Verse 2]
I made my way, back down from LA
To my n***a Bam's house where we ate and we drank
Buck dank, spit game on the mic, get made
That Cobain, c**aine, we accustomed to slanging
We was in the lab two days straight
When Tuesday came my n***a Bam played a joint from his tape
We was tryna shoot a video and n***as was late
And by the end of the evening, n***a nobody came
It reminded me of home when he told me I was on
People barely showing love and pretend to be along
Like how when I was starting n***as didn't bump the song
Now they playing old sh** like they tryna play along
This type of sh**, it happens every day
Sooner or later, I knew it had to come my way
I got a big [???] deal that you try to escape
Nowhere to run when it's all in your face
[Hook]
Because Santiago, is just like Sac-Town
I said Santiago, is just like Sac-Town
One more time, Santiago, is just like Sac-Town
Santiago, is just like Sac-Town
[Verse 3]
Every ho is the same, every b**h is a trick
Getting a woman is separated from all that sh**
Everywhere a n***a go somebody think he can spit
And every n***a with a nine can flash and pitch
Everybody wanna claim they different from everybody
Everybody do the same sh** different, thing about it
Everything came from something
So them n***as who be faking and fronting, you ain't made of nothing
In Rino, Chico, and even in Bay
n***as be bored so the only thing they do is get blazed
b**hes be hoard so the only thing they do is get laid
Sipping n***as be mad, but all they know is be late
All we know is get paid so we be running from the duckers
If it's booty chasing, hit it, don't call it, my n***a f** it
Won't nothing ever stop me from catching my dream
But only [???] blows a motherf**er [???] it seems
[Hook]
Because Rino, is just like Sac-Town
And Chico, is just like Sac-Town
San Francisco, is just like Sac-Town
Every hood in the world y'all, is just like Sac-Town