Crank Lucas - Streets of LA lyrics

[Verse 1: JC] I hit up Roscoe's in the morning just to start my day Hit up the homie Corey as I light my J You got snap going up What's yo next play? Meet me at the LAX spot with them bomb a** shakes One look and you'll see why I'm the one they move behind JC In all white like I was crucified Yeah The whole city on my sound now Bourgeoisie chick ain't let me hit is going down now And I just take it in Interest paper thin Wrist all gold like a Lakers fan Flow snow in LA That means it's highly unusual n***as do g**n and our women are beautiful Take one hit of these trees homie and watch what it do to you I've perfected my methods and now I'm trying to get through to you Yea we know her I'm glad that she's knew to you You wifin her up But I bet you she's doable [Chorus] Roof back sunshine in the whip Sundress season breeze on yo thighs and your hips All love no static when I'm cruising the strip Serving the streets of LA Gardena to Long Beach Compton to Watts Much love to Inglewood I'm connecting the dots Left the city for a minute but I'm never gon stop Serving the streets of LA Wear the wrong fitted cap and them boys don't play Dogs chase the cats and get set up in a day I got love for the Bay but at the end of the day I'm serving the streets of LA Proud of the city that raised me Snakes stay clear pray these women don't phase me Lead the revolution hope a bullet don't graze me as I Serenade the streets of LA [Verse 2: JC] This is for the ones that be tweaking on they homegirls Sticking they tongue out Gone let them thighs show little mama you know the sun out I'm from the city Toni Tony said it never rain at 135th and Vermont where a player used to hang at Somewhere between the 'Wood and Compton where I got my game at Gardena's own That sh** flowing where my veins at Hit up Ramonas Grab a couple Coronas I pull up at the beach The homies going Bananas It's like Akunna Matata on every LA Day This is LA Player, This is LA Wave This is right to yo doorstep This is so front page Austin Powers with the flow baby girl Oh behave! Late night sessions we don't even need a reason We don't need rest cause the city never sleeping Hands in the air middle finger to policemen As I Serenade the streets of LA [Chorus] Roof back sunshine in the whip Sundress season breeze on yo thighs and your hips All love no static when I'm cruising the strip Serving the streets of LA Gardena to Long Beach Compton to Watts Much love to Inglewood I'm connecting the dots Left the city for a minute but I'm never gon stop Serving the streets of LA Wear the wrong fitted cap and them boys don't play Dogs chase the cats and get set up in a day I got love for the Bay but at the end of the day I'm serving the streets of LA Proud of the city that raised me Snakes stay clear pray these women don't phase me Lead the revolution hope a bullet don't graze me as I Serenade the streets of LA