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Kurupt
Make the temperature rise, the temperature rise
We cap to ride, cap to homicide
It's instrumental, heat is in the dead of the winter
In the heart of the cold we re-structure your soul
It's Dat nigg* Daz (Kurupt we don't give a fk
like nigg* whattup?) Dat nigg* Daz and Kurupt
It's fatal fire blaze, Sherm with a perm
Super superb, wiggle like a worm let it burn
I pull up, on the corner store, what a sunny day
Sunny Cali-for-ni-a, the G way display
how to scr*pe the flo' proper-like, hit the cylinders
and scr*pe the flo' proper-like, stop at the light
Pull up then drive to the right
It's so good to be back home homey where the feeling is right
Chorus: Latoya
Welcome home... into L.A.
Where the tippy roll around... and the gangsters play
It's been too long... just to seen you come around
Now we can have a good time...
just watch your back, when you're comin through this town
(L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
Kurupt
Zone on roam and Romeo's rome
nigg* home sweet home, chromes, battlezones
World wars -- boys and girls, girls and wh*res
Eighty-seven Chevy with switches galore
Impala bounce, at the ice cream parlor blaze an ounce
to ounce, dice game break and it counts
Kick in nigg* before we gotta kick in nigg* shoot
and whip out the shank and start stickin
Get jacked for prior burnings, we jack for Higher Learning
No concerning, is life worth living or learning
We jack for other turnings, we keep the burners burning
witn no concerning, is life worth living or earning
First I park nigg*, then spark nigg*
Go from Martin Luther King to Leimert Park nigg*
We G nigg*, we don't give a fk, Daz and Kurupt
Here, tell your kids - kids, grow the fk up
Chorus
Kurupt
Dippin and hittin switches I'ma hop, don't do s**t but hop
Pan-cake, let the fo' drop, nigg* hop
Stop, pull out your pistol then pop
Hit em two times til he drop when I hop
Up and down the street bounce rock
Ragtop is history in California, the bounce rock hop
roller skate nigg* watch a gangster take
Take off, break down, break trample and shake
Over turf, earthquake
Move to the side, we ride, you ever see a G glide
slide, motivate the crowd, a thirty-eight Macleod
Forever boom sound with one single round
Chorus 2X
Latoya Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
Latoya Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
Latoya Welcome home (L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
Latoya Welcome home... into L.A.
(L.A., L.A., L-L-L.A., L.A.)
