Come on, everybody your hands up in the air Come on And you know, we keep the party So lets them 40s comin'
on down to the city of L.A. Where we, we with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it bumpin' baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins'
Well, I ride with J-Dog and it's like okay We get shit faced and crazy, screaming, "Fuck the police" Just like easy, lets smoke these with Old'E and We mix it a heartbeat and run with the Undead Army
And you don't to see the best of me The MC, its just a beat, produce the feeds That me mean That seems to be what makes me
So what up? Let's roll the fucked up sack L.A. and show love Yo wait, just hold up my mic, my P.O. showed up
Come on to the city of L.A. Where we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday We ride gangsta's and the pimpins' easy
We're six Caucasians, raisin', blazin', making zero pay Can't to drink to stop the pain, to call Funny to ride with me My pants are so low, I'm sippin' on 4-0, rollin' in the fo' do' Producer, me and hoes, oh no
The rollin' cold, I didn't stop but tried to smoke Container's open, Funny's smokin', I think I'm chokin', time to go, oh midnight tale, let's keep it rollin', keep the fuckin Mad Dog flowin' Los Angeles we keep it goin', Undead is what we're
on down to the city of L.A. Where we, we with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we it bumpin' everyday baby We ride with gangsta's and the easy
I 'em blowin' on my head, keeps gettin' fatter everyday baby On TV you better listen 'cause you they'll play me In the you in the corner while my shit go crazy And I got my soldiers in the back, so you don't wanna me
And when your looked up at me, I'm lookin' right down And all that yappin', you know it gon' get you down I around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud In the city of L.A., that's my
Come on down to the of L.A. Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' You know how we keep it bumpin' baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins'