Come on, everybody throw hands up in the air Come on And you know, we keep the party So keep them 40s comin'
on down to the city of L.A. Where we, we ride with and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it bumpin' baby We ride gangsta's and the pimpins' easy
Well, I ride J-Dog and it's like okay basically We get shit faced and crazy, screaming, "Fuck the police" Just like easy, lets these with Old'E and Charlie We mix it over a heartbeat and run the Undead Army
And you don't to see the best of me The best MC, its a beat, produce the feeds That makes me That seems to be what makes me
So what up? Let's roll the town up sack L.A. and show love Yo wait, just hold up Take my mic, my P.O. up
Come on down to the of L.A. Where we ride with and the pimpins' easy You how we keep it bumpin' everyday baby We with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy
six Caucasians, hell raisin', blazin', making zero pay Can't wait to to stop the pain, to call Funny to ride with me My pants are so low, I'm on this 4-0, rollin' in the fo' do' Producer, me and hoes, oh no
The 50's cold, I didn't stop but tried to smoke Container's open, Funny's smokin', I think I'm chokin', it's to go, oh This midnight tale, let's it rollin', keep the fuckin Mad Dog flowin' Los Angeles we keep it goin', Undead is we're throwin'
on down to the city of L.A. Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' You how we keep it bumpin' everyday baby We with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy
I keep 'em blowin' on my head, keeps gettin' 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 stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's In the city of L.A., that's my
on down to the city of L.A. Where we, we ride gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it everyday baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins'