Tha Dogg Pound - L.A. Here's 2 U lyrics

[Hook] LA - here's to you For being the kind of place a man can do his due Out here the hippies skip, and they get their kicks Bumpin' all night long, out on Sunset Strip... [Intro: Snoop Dogg] Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, players and pimps We'd like to welcome you all to Los Angeles, California - yessir (For being the kind of place a man can do his due Out here the hippies skip, and they get their kicks Bumpin' all night long, out on Sunset Strip…) [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] Run it down the line, Sunset and Vine Blew a half a zip by the Hollywood sign Scottie once said it gets better with time Eastside, Long Beach, but this LA County on minds Yeah, this is the sign of the times One of a kind, and this might blow your mind This ain't no TV show, bow wow, yippie yo Standin' on your tippy-toe, n***a here we, here we go Crenshaw Boulevard, everywhere n***as hard, Left 'em burnin' on my auntie's front yard Don't disrespect or disregard Shout out to the whole motherf**in' Crip card Dip hard, wreck hard, used to pop, lock You turn on the wrong street and you will get got Move through the city like fee-fi-fo Creep slow in a four, motherf** 5-0 [Hook] [Verse 2: Kurupt] Look, Dogg Pound gangsters, we gotta dump off Unless you wanna hear that pump cough Watch who you talk on And watch the different streets you walk on I mob like a mobster Like a motherf**in' monster Don't make me approach you Contraband in my hand with the homes from the land With a plan to expand and leave with a hundred grand With my pistol in my hand, just me, Daz and… Big Snoop That n***a ain't never kept out the loop Is this the way you livin'? In this land of the unforgiven Man, be wary how you livin' So let me show you where the f** we livin' [Hook] [Verse 3: Daz Dillinger] The glamour, the lights, turn the city into the place you wanna be at Them Dogg Pound gangsters, yeah, yeah, we bizzack Four-figure raw to Pacific Palisades I counted kindly with culture, blow it in the fray Blind by the sun rays, I put on my locs Skirt that Sunset as I ride and smoke I'm clockin' 22 miles on that famous boulevard Echo Park, Silver Lake, never smoked in my car Treacherous and arrogance, yeah, it's four lanes wide Esses, Asians, n***as, yeah, and One-Time History is stymied from... From prostitution to whole-sellin' all that Live on Sunset strip with a black-and-white, blam, blam Pistol on the grip, yeah, takin' others' sh** You see us as we ride by Exit 405, now this sh** is gettin' live, we in... [Hook]