Ras Kass, LaToiya Williams, ProVerb, Kendrick Lamar - Focus lyrics
LaToiya Williams [Gainesville, Florida, U.S.] 🇺🇸
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ras Kass, LaToiya Williams, ProVerb, Kendrick Lamar - Focus lyrics]
Sound without Focus is just noise
With so much knock in the LBC
It was hard not to claim that DPG
Summertime popped in the L-A-C
With the music courtesy of D-A-Z
And the Soopa, Doopa, Fly for the troopers
Riders, supers, hoes, groupies
All of 'em with the short tight jeans on
"Let's Play House" all of 'em theme song
Word on the gangsta, squad up
Black, brown, throw a St ides up
Then the West got harder
And Soopafly hit 'em on the
Head on Tha Doggfather
Don't nobody party like the West though
G-Funk been the sound since Death Row
Where you think we got the kicked-in clap at?
Time to bring it back, bitch
And it's like that
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride
Come up out that shithole
Gotta get this money
Long Beach, CR, all this shit is sunny
Put the monkey in it like the shit is funny
Banana clip Ras about to split this dummy
The funk just told me to kick back
I like revenge, retaliation and get back
Nigga got more bars than Kit-Kat
Get smacked like Kat Stacks if you lift, Jack
A motherfucker better recognize
With a flick of my wrist like Kevorkian
You all die all I do was ball high
Trying to stay above the rim like a tall guy
That niggas' ass super fly
Y'all ride Lexus, , left lane, tall ride
OG to BG, I tried to warn ya
Only in California
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride
Rolling down Rosecrans bumping D-A-Z
Feeling like 1-9-9-3 '91 to the seventh jam
I'm in Long Beach, home of dillagent
Dilligent gangsta shit gangsters killing
You wanksters quit filling your
IPod's up with classics
Ain’t a nigga out can out match them adlibs
DPGC general jay know my breath marching
Hold all my genitals
Yeah, it's like that cause I was taught that
Back when Dog Food dropped in the
Compton swap meet parking lot
Daddy rehab three
So going to my pops we was popping now
The trunk in the caddy was rocking now
Slap a nigga in the face with a little waist
Even make 'Pac salute
Snare like a bear trap, they're imperible too
Bear witness
Kids like Barry Bonds, that's the realest
Nigga
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride
With so much knock in the LBC
It was hard not to claim that DPG
Summertime popped in the L-A-C
With the music courtesy of D-A-Z
And the Soopa, Doopa, Fly for the troopers
Riders, supers, hoes, groupies
All of 'em with the short tight jeans on
"Let's Play House" all of 'em theme song
Word on the gangsta, squad up
Black, brown, throw a St ides up
Then the West got harder
And Soopafly hit 'em on the
Head on Tha Doggfather
Don't nobody party like the West though
G-Funk been the sound since Death Row
Where you think we got the kicked-in clap at?
Time to bring it back, bitch
And it's like that
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride
Come up out that shithole
Gotta get this money
Long Beach, CR, all this shit is sunny
Put the monkey in it like the shit is funny
Banana clip Ras about to split this dummy
The funk just told me to kick back
I like revenge, retaliation and get back
Nigga got more bars than Kit-Kat
Get smacked like Kat Stacks if you lift, Jack
A motherfucker better recognize
With a flick of my wrist like Kevorkian
You all die all I do was ball high
Trying to stay above the rim like a tall guy
That niggas' ass super fly
Y'all ride Lexus, , left lane, tall ride
OG to BG, I tried to warn ya
Only in California
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride
Rolling down Rosecrans bumping D-A-Z
Feeling like 1-9-9-3 '91 to the seventh jam
I'm in Long Beach, home of dillagent
Dilligent gangsta shit gangsters killing
You wanksters quit filling your
IPod's up with classics
Ain’t a nigga out can out match them adlibs
DPGC general jay know my breath marching
Hold all my genitals
Yeah, it's like that cause I was taught that
Back when Dog Food dropped in the
Compton swap meet parking lot
Daddy rehab three
So going to my pops we was popping now
The trunk in the caddy was rocking now
Slap a nigga in the face with a little waist
Even make 'Pac salute
Snare like a bear trap, they're imperible too
Bear witness
Kids like Barry Bonds, that's the realest
Nigga
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride