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L.A BEATZ Lyrics

I'm in da whip and I'm turnin
I'm driving my car and turning

I got da clip in da burner
I have a gun in my possession

Cuz I'm just worried bout earnin
Because I'm only concerned with making money

I got da butta I'm churnin
I have drugs that I am selling

Yo bitch be strokin my ego
Your girlfriend flatters me

You don't know how how far back we go
You don't know how long we have been acquainted

Boa I be makin dem cnotes
I make a lot of money

And Beatin on dis maschine and
I create music on a machine

I pay attention to detail
I pay close attention to small things

I let it go for the retail
I sell my products for profit

We see dem popo den we bail
When we see the police, we run away

Wit years of dat we still prevailed
Despite many years of hardship, we still succeed

I was shootin from half court
I was taking a risky shot

Da packs in da jansport
The drugs are in a backpack

Had to pull out yo camcord
I had to use your camera to record

To capture dis damn sport
To record this dangerous activity

We gotta keep movin
We must keep moving forward

Go forward and keep groovin
Continue to make progress and succeed

Yo best foot in each shoe
Put your best effort into everything you do

Dese niggas dey be food
Other people are easy targets for our success

So we just eat em up
We take advantage of them

Get tough den we beat em up
If they resist, we hurt them

Too many we heat em up
We kill too many people

I been smokin weed enough
I smoke marijuana regularly

Fuck da police, fuck da police
Disregard the laws and law enforcement

Fuck 12 nigga Fuck 12
Disdain for the police's code: 10-12 meaning police are en route

One More Pill and It Takes you Away from the madness
Taking drugs can temporarily relieve stress and problems

Its still fuck the police fuck the police
Persistent disregard for the laws and authority

It's still free my cuzo doe
My cousin is still in jail on unjust charges

My homie he comin home
My friend is getting released from prison

My nigga law out
My friend was released from custody

The town still ugly
The town is still a dangerous and violent place

Dont want em caught in da circle
Don't want them involved in illegal activities

But I know dey ain't no urkels
But I know they won't turn down illegal profit

Get outta line and dey murkin shit
If someone interferes, they will kill

Real life murda shit
Real, illegal activities that lead to murder

Because we need dat money
Because we need to make money

And yea we need fast money
And we need to make money quickly

So we get a couple Ps and we
So we get a couple pounds of drugs and

Cook crack money
Make money selling crack cocaine

But I keep to dis music shit
But I focus on making music

Even when it feel use-less
Even when it seems pointless

Even when it ain't doin shit
Even when it isn't successful

Even when it ain't movin quick
Even when it isn't progressing quickly

U know I ain't givin Up
You know I'm not quitting

The Pack I pick it
I choose and use the best drugs

Ima keep on flippin stuff
I will keep selling drugs

Till dey can't get enough
Until they want no more

Free my niggas free my niggas
Several of my friends are still in prison and need to be freed