Chorus x2 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying Verse 1 Sen Dog Only way out is in a bag I figure You aint even mean(?) you, lil punk ass ***** Once you down for me, you down for life We stay hustlin fool, keep the family tight We run business, snow out witness With evidence(?), don't ever contradict this That's why I only love to control it Love for my hood, and the ****** that I roll with Verse 1 B-Real I love LA, but it's a jungle We come from the darkest corners, where all the street kids rumble Get their hustle on and hold dice in the bundle Stumble on the red, some can't stay humble Many catch cases of leather, pressure, they crumble Will pigs catch em, they bound to catch a couple Streets of hot lead sure enough, will make you tumble No names attached, ***** put you out with one blow Chorus x2 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying Verse 2 B-Real From estside to the valley, raw dogs all over LA, here represent Cali Lowriders and hot women, what you tell me? We're ballin' out here and the **** is so smelly Don't slip or you can get drugged through the alley and violated for credit, get stock in your belly Cause it's all about survival Better learn it quick, or you might get wet on arrival Verse 2 Sen Dog I got ways of dealin with my own That's better of not spoken or shown Hot-hit city when I bring the anger Heat on the street in the form of g******gers This side of earth don't forget, chew you up and spit you out like... Legal, villain it's all like hell Hunt your ass down to the graveyard bell Chorus x2 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying Verse 3 B-Real As a young buck growin' up in the Angels City Caught a glimpse of light together, will ya say it with me? Was an outlaw for so many years, some in tears Come reminiscin about the homies who ain't here Escape the street karma, no matter what deep harm, I could never catch sleep You know everyday gets much harder Will set up and get product or set up and get shot up If you wanna survive, better have the street knowledge Rappers, actors, gangstas, ballas Watch stars, copcars, we pop collars, chop dollars Better have that s*it on lock, you got a fat wallet So you might have a braveheart like ??? Wallace With a chip on your shoulder, I'm ?? freeze I'm the coldest ***** in the streets to trigga with these, assault ya ***** I know lifes cold and bitter when you're all alone and aint nobody running with ya Chorus x4 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying
Chorus x2 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying Verse 1 Sen Dog Only way out is in a bag I figure You aint even mean(?) you, lil punk ass ***** Once you down for me, you down for life We stay hustlin fool, keep the family tight We run business, snow out witness With evidence(?), don't ever contradict this That's why I only love to control it Love for my hood, and the ****** that I roll with Verse 1 B-Real I love LA, but it's a jungle We come from the darkest corners, where all the street kids rumble Get their hustle on and hold dice in the bundle Stumble on the red, some can't stay humble Many catch cases of leather, pressure, they crumble Will pigs catch em, they bound to catch a couple Streets of hot lead sure enough, will make you tumble No names attached, ***** put you out with one blow Chorus x2 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying Verse 2 B-Real From estside to the valley, raw dogs all over LA, here represent Cali Lowriders and hot women, what you tell me? We're ballin' out here and the **** is so smelly Don't slip or you can get drugged through the alley and violated for credit, get stock in your belly Cause it's all about survival Better learn it quick, or you might get wet on arrival Verse 2 Sen Dog I got ways of dealin with my own That's better of not spoken or shown Hot-hit city when I bring the anger Heat on the street in the form of g******gers This side of earth don't forget, chew you up and spit you out like... Legal, villain it's all like hell Hunt your ass down to the graveyard bell Chorus x2 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying Verse 3 B-Real As a young buck growin' up in the Angels City Caught a glimpse of light together, will ya say it with me? Was an outlaw for so many years, some in tears Come reminiscin about the homies who ain't here Escape the street karma, no matter what deep harm, I could never catch sleep You know everyday gets much harder Will set up and get product or set up and get shot up If you wanna survive, better have the street knowledge Rappers, actors, gangstas, ballas Watch stars, copcars, we pop collars, chop dollars Better have that s*it on lock, you got a fat wallet So you might have a braveheart like ??? Wallace With a chip on your shoulder, I'm ?? freeze I'm the coldest ***** in the streets to trigga with these, assault ya ***** I know lifes cold and bitter when you're all alone and aint nobody running with ya Chorus x4 Sometimes I think about the only way that I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying
