The Game - L.A. Times Lyrics
[Verse 1]When Them Niggas Start Shooting thats When the ShotsGet the Pourin, you Only Got one Shot To Hit The Floor AndJust Take This One Shot as a WarningCause Tomorrow Could Be A Wake Like Good MorningBack on the block like I never left, it's FridayHi Ms. Parker, I've been cooking, I'm a forever chefAnd The Recipe IS LegendaryI Put Niggas Careers to End Early Like FebruaryThen I come back MarchinHit you with april Showers, them ShotsKill Niggas Like abortionCause No Body Care About The Nigga That Ain't ThereThen Miss You until They Kiss You and You Going in The Groundwith maggots eating your tissueSimilar to the way the Shit DoThese are los Angeles Times Niggas Get Your Issue[Chorus]Sweet things You Do?And set My heart Of LoveNow I Want You To KnowAnd remind Me,yeah yeah Oh OhhOf L.A Time[Verse 2]***** Yall,Poll up on Em 20 Inch wherever's and Get My BlockGet To Watching cause Avery time I Hit My BlockThey Think I'm FlossingCareven makes My Block Look Like a auctioncause My Block Is My Blocks misfortune5 huned On The Skills You Gone WaitedIt ain't Hard Enough Throw On StoveAnd Soutee itMixed in, Started Up, break It Down, rock It UpLooked This ShitIt's Architecture How I Chop It UpAlot Of Fiends on my block but it's not enoughChampagne pourin when criiss style Bottles bustFor a millionaires and billionairs money to the sell in herepatron got you gone trough pull in the airI been trough a lot of shit when I'm still hereEven ***** magic Jonson ***** and I'm still hereShit I'm legend no Will hereBut if you kill my dog I put You in the wheel chair[Chorus]See Me What You Do?And set My heart Of LoveNow I Want You To KnowAnd remind Me,yeah yeah Oh OhhOf L.A TimeSuch Your HatersAlways Hatin OnYou Gone Hatin On meYou know Them HatersAlways HatinWhy You Hatin? On Me[Verse 3]Niggas know I sell my rocks every morning7 o'clock me and my rocks was out the door andGrowin up in my projects was a projectBut me and my project ***** got them pass flipNo patience so I had to ride sickride dirty on the T.I TipThree wheel motion always make the ride TipIt's all eyes on me and my *****Even L.A cops was on my shitThank god that my rocks was on my *****Now it's time to flip the page on you niggasI blue up like a grenade on you niggasI went got paid on you niggasI'm Bollin MJ on you niggasI'm a star drop a shit every day on you niggasFront page on you niggas
