The L.A. Song Chords by People Under The Stairs

[B] _ _ Yo, [G] a lot of people step up [F] towards life.
Y'all from [E] San Francisco, right? _
_ Nah, [G] G.
_ You show a lot of [F] love for the state of [E] California, from Humboldt to Hoosie side, you [G] dig?
But LA is where it all [F] happens for the dub, if [E] that's what.
_ All you MCs say [G] LA when you on stage, I mean, you're boob [F]-spitting out outbursts.
[E] You're gonna make it happen, man.
Who want test?
We [Gm] looking all shot in the [F] West.
We make believers out the best, [E] later we caress.
This up in California, [Gm] ain't no place like [F] this.
Have to stuff y'all through when [E] we create it, shit.
So don't be sagging, young [Gm] blood, in the presence of this.
Don't [F] even come from the city, [E] and you running your lips.
I'm bout to make a [Bb] call, get the news fan [F] out.
Explain the Tricia Toyota on [Em] how your crew ran out.
We coming [Am] live from the [Gm] J23, area cold, [F] man.
Clouds of smoke, [E] it ain't no room for snow.
A sucker [A] niggas will suck [Gm] your dicks, stay in the backseat.
[F] Buckled up for the ride, [E] I'm chilling with bad guys.
Ain't got [Am] time on my [Gm] side, cause this is my city, [F] this is where I live.
[E] Even if you bring bad vibes, I got something to [Gm] give.
Hanging out under the sun, [F] dancing everyday.
Bang and [Em] getting crazy in the [Am] laps, the only way I [Dm] bang.
What's left to me with that mean face?
[F] Buddy, I'm all smiles, and I'm counting the miles.
Down [Am] Crescent Heights, [Gm] Boulevard, home of the stars.
[F] Get your pull out your car, but frontin' too hard.
Just listen, you ain't [Gm] down with the streets, my brother.
[F] I can foresee in your future, [D] that's a running for cover.
A [Am] lot of y'all talk a good [Gm] game, but ain't playing.
[F] I learned about the hood, and [E] now I feel this.
Where you staying, foozy?
Giving you the [F] mad dog after the show.
Cause we ain't feeling the flow, [E] or your designer clothes.
It's phony people in LA, [Gm] I count it.
It's a [F] lot, and if there ain't a snitch or one [E] bullying and claiming your block.
Just get it right, it's Crescent [Gm] Heights all day, all night.
The [F] community where I was [E] raised, living my days.
Wishing I could be the [F] mayor, I deport you fools.
And send you back to square land, cause [E] over here we [Am] root.
All plenty people in the town, throw [Bb] up your guv.
Take a drag, [F] it's double K.
Signing [Db] off from the home of the body [A] bags.
_ [C] _ [Bb] Bengali. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] Let _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] me represent the [E] home of the body. _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] Bengali. _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [Em] _ _ _ [Bb] Bengali. _ _
[F] Bengali.
Let me represent [E] the home of the body.
So about [Am] five years [Gm] after they killed [F] Creeper.
The hyper-restle-ly move was to sleep.
[E] But drug dealers rocked sneakers.
See Tops, [F] Jerry Curls, jelly flip flux.
But girls TV's on the strip, [E] and a commercialble word, on wheels.
[Gm] I was up to my crew up on the block, [F] the color soundtrack, rock the fat [E] burger, box my LA
[Gm] USD memories, our [F] emery sticks, two filed down [E] clowns claiming the same tricks on this
turf My [Gm] roots go deep like Turbo Nerf [F] and the cops
still sweat [E] it I roll on all blocks like [B] I'm selling paletas
[Gm] and rock the bells [F] Home of the drive-by [Em] where they pop the shells
[Am] I eat at Channels in [Gm] La Barca, not Taco Bell [F] And if you're not from the city then [E] you should
probably bail [Am] Cause a lot of cats are [Gm] implants claiming
LA with something [F] to say and something to [D] prove
And at the shows [Am] with the flows and they think the [Gm] crowd's grooving
[F] It's like the pole, 5 at 5.30, _ nobody's moving I'm tired of [Gm] non-recognition, losing a mission
[F] to prove And the cats at [G] my soundtracks in LA [E] hat
When New Jack's [Gm] drop, New York rap on a block [F] with a palm tree it makes [E] me sick
All you underground producers get [Gm] off from me, it's thick and just _
[F] I'm heading back to Pedro to [E] sit up on the hill
Next to the Korean [Gm] bell, eating busy bee, watching [F] Waze swell
_ [E] High visibility, _ Catalina in sailboats [Gm] Hollywood hip-hop, soaps and [F] sitcom dreams
I make [E] morphine for B-Fiend, support LA [Gm] teens
Stick trippin' with Cal Green, [F] OG Jerry Duffy [E] when I'm on your screen
I'm friends with neighborhood [Gm] crackheads and I know that
[F] LA is the place [Em] where I solve my problems [Am] In it I'll never fit, [Bb] I'll always stay here
[F] Cause when I'm in [G] LA, my [D] family's there
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] I can't stop, [E] cause the city ain't quiet
[Am] _ [C] _ In [Bb] LA, got, [F] got, got, [E] got, got, got me sweating
[A] In [C] _ _ _ [Bb] LA, _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ California, _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ see you [G] later
In LA, [F] _ California, _ [E] _ _ _ _
see you [Gm] later
In LA, [F] _ California, _ [E] _ _ _ _
see you later
[Gm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
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