Los Angeles Rap Music chords and lyrics - PIGEON JOHN

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[Intro 1]
[Am][Adim][Am][F#][G]
[G#m][Am][F#][G]
[G#m][Adim][Am][G]
[G#m][Am][Adim][Am][F#]
[G]

[Verse 1]
Rollin' in my little [G#m]Regal
[Adim]Freakin' dog like [Am]Beagle L .A. Sym[G]phony,
Vlod like Seagull
She lives against them,
[Adim]forgot about the way that we drop
[Am]So we bout to do this cr[G]ispy and risky
Let's break windows,
[Adim]rapping over [Am]fly instrumentals
Down with soup, [G]the chemist like lintel,
cute like dimples
[Adim]Lady friends, I treat gentle,
[Am]cause they nimble an d[G] beautiful,
that's simple
I'm bout to make [Am]money,
and freaking get a nice apartment
And do this for [G]a living,
quit store department
And [G#m]represent [Adim]Christ on [Am]the mic like,
blam
Leave my imprint [G]to know exactly who I am,
Nancy
[G#m]I'm Roger Mo[Adim]ore, Kool -Aid in Ecuador
[Am]Nice turtleneck [G]an d loafers,
drinks on coasters, L [G#m].A.
[Adim]Hit with restaurants and pornos
[Am]But God's callin' the [G]whole
city to get with He
And as [G#m]we bust rap[Adim]s,
and beats, and toe [Am]taps
The anoint[G]ing starts leaking
Back in [G#m]the days, the night[Adim]s of skating
in Roger Park Frights,
I [Am]was down with B [G]twice for life
I [G#m]live in L .[Am]K., the home of N .H .B.
And 18th [G]Street, Niggie K .O .D.
Runnin' through [Adim]the streets,
feelin' so happy
[Am]And they[F#] all askin' for [G]a homie
I live in L [Am].K., the home of L .P .G.
And Hoover Street, [G]Crip City, S .U .P.
Run[Am]nin' through the
[Adim]streets feelin' so happy
[Am]And they all askin' for[G]
I grew up around blood
A couple Crips here or there
But mostly wearin' blue
would mean dare
Cause I was in Inglewood
when 85 was loud
And before that I was the beatbox
For the raps of this MC
[Am]From Ingle[G]wood family
And this other dog nigga livin'
on Venice Way
And we would bus on the way
to Crozier Junior High
Michael Lindsay asked me if
I was a virgin I lied
The [G#]same times [Am]they
connect with Ernest Ray
And we would clown in the [G]rap
and make songs
So play back in the [G#m]day baby,
[Adim]a lady in Hawthorne
[Am]Junior in hi[F#m]gh school[G]
trying to dress cool
And I [G#m]was alone,
[Adim]away from my boys in the wood
And the [F#m]focus in [G]my raps
turned from wack to good
Yet I'm [G#m]still kinda [Am]shallow
and I need to improve
But it's not over said,
[G]just look what Soda did
Started [G#m]rap ping in 19[Am]91
And now I'm suckin' [G]dope like Waspika
He go [G#m]bib sl[Am]ip,
brainwashed with the kick
And if [F#m]not,
[G]Haleo's fishin' man with wasp lip
I live in L [Am].A., the home of IBC
In Riverside [G]Drive, brother,
many cuties
Runnin' through [Adim]the streets,
feelin' so happy
[Am]And they all askin' for,[G] who me?
I live in L [Am].A., the home of I .S .D.
In Alvarado [G]Street, N .G .A .R .C.
Runnin' through [Adim]the streets,
feelin' so happy
[Am]And they all askin' for,[G] who me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Who me?
I live in LA, the home of NHB,
and 18th Street, Niggi K .O .D.
Runnin' through the streets,
feelin' so happy,
and they all askin' for...