The Baby to LA
[Chorus]Take Me to L.A. (x4)Back to the Bay (x4)[Verse One: The Grouch]I grew up in the baySo I'm down to earthI live in L.A.That means I'm down to workI Got a laid back styleBut I like to floss itVans and Chucks inside my closetLA face with an Oakland bootyThat's what my wife gotshe don't act snootyAy that's a Bay thangSo come with that A gameBut be on the A listTo see an LA ChickLos Angeles we all can't handle itSome call it plasticThat's just the half of itLike the cows on the 5 when you mash you quitThat's a drive but it flies when you passionateYeah... I got family up northHomies down south man its all home courtWe take it back and forthSome Oakland RaidersThe Bay to LA, like Amoeba player[Chorus][Overdub on the Chorus]What did you think this wasLA to the Bay, the buzzThe buzz, the buzzWhat did you think this wasLA to the Bay, the buzzThe buzz, the buzzI keep my hustle you knowI make it goThe Bay to La, the Bay to LA[Verse Two: MURS]Uh, and all my homies say "Rip!"When I first got to the Bay, I straight trippedBlood! blood!What's that all about?Tommy's got these broads sayin' blood in his house?Cuz, but I ain't thugged outIgnorance off my chest I let it out(It's all good) now I'm back on my grindOn telegraph with them fat ass dimes(I got tapes) see the Bay got that limeAnd LA we was still smokin brown at the timeUgg, so when I got back homeFools wasn't tryin to hear 3-54 zoneHell naw! that's until they got blownand they came to my door like cuz its on! Blood!Now I'm goin back and forthGreyhound hella green in my green Jansport(Chorus Extended)[Verse Three: MURS]Tajai was the first dude I heard say hyphyBack in '97 when nobody liked meOr should I say liked us?Packed in the RV didn't have a tour bus[The Grouch]No! But we had that heart thoughIntrigued by that old freestyle LaMerk Part flowLA, G-Funk and Bay Area slang A, W up cause its all the same[MURS]1996 was the Hall Of GameWhole damn summer had the streets on flameBut I'm kind of ashamedThat i stepped on Mac DreGodfather of the game[Grouch]Wake up, cake up, pilot autoIn Oakland it's taco's LA I eat RascosThought you thoughtIt is what it isLos Angeles baby, by way of town biz[Chorus]