Don't Come to La - YG feat Sad Boy, A.D. & Bricc Baby
[Hook - SadBoy Loko & (YG):]
(Don't come to LA) Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA) Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA)
[Verse 1 - YG:]
I don't give a f_ck who you n_ggas paying
Who name you saying, you ain't good around here
Cause y'all n_ggas f_cking up the rep
Ya'll playing with the set, it's really war round here
Sh_t I'm even having problems in the set
But I'm really from the set, y'all don't come around here
So when ya'll n_ggas hop of the jet
You better tuck what's on ya neck and get the f_ck from round here
Cause ya'll paying for the lifestyle that's watered down
Bompton! That where I'm from, sh_t is not allowed
Y'all out of bounds, keep that out of town sh_t out of town
You wasn't banging out of town, it's too late to holla now
Woah! I'mma get the OGs on board
And press the issues on you s_ckers
Whoa! Or hit you with a price you can't afford
Then catch yo ass slipping at the BET Awards
[Hook - SadBoy Loko & (YG):]
(Don't come to LA)Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA) Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA)
[Verse 2 - AD:]
Don't come to LA cuz
Outta town n_ggas watchin', wrong words get you sprayed, cuz
This sh_t for real, this ain't for play cuz
Lil' homies bustin' missions, ain't a match, you ain't a thang cuz
Don't give a f_ck who you gone, nobody scare me
Pirus love me solo all inside a rare breed
And sh_t I'm coming from a rare breed
Nowadays these n_ggas snitching give you digits off a scared plea
Hold on YG since you came out with BPT
These n_ggas think it's cool to come down to the CPT
Remember back when rappers was scared to come into town
Now its Hollywood passes man that sh_t on water down, damn!
A lil' change got you workin' like a slave
Pac prolly rollin' in his grave, sh_t sad cuz
Ain't no more passes on the set
All you n_ggas out here f_cking up the west, oh god!
[Hook - SadBoy Loko & (YG):]
(Don't come to LA)Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA) Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA)
[Verse 3 - Bricc Baby:]
First off this a no fly zone
If you ain't know with the chrome, better take yo ass home
And get some first of the month, cash the checks, c'mon
Yeah you better check in if you n_ggas want room
Look, one call on my phone
My Tiny Locs pull up with that thing on your dome
Your money chain and rollie 60 seconds is gone
Man I rather text a n_gga f_ck a feature for songs
Run up on 'em like n_gga where the scene at
My n_ggas on go like 60 green lights
Just (*static*) got jacked trynna' eat right
With my n_ggas all drugs they don't think right
It's a recession man the hood f_cked up
If a n_gga ain't trippin' got the heat in the club
You walk around like you can't get touched
But JFK was a president and still got his ass bust
[Hook - SadBoy Loko & (YG):]
(Don't come to LA)Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA) Nobody f_cking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be
(So don't come to LA)
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