("Stone-hard, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard, machine gun
Bulletproof glass")

{Hook–Brandy & James Fauntleroy}:
LA, can't believe I found love in the city of LA
LA, it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
In LA, LA, LA we found, found love in LA, LA, LA
We found love

{Ty Dolla $ign}:
Uh, in the city of the gang bang

Yeah, we still dying over red and blue stripes

Chuck my set up and it feel good
Cause don't nobody love you more than your neighborhood

We always had bitches, we don't love those
Grew up around the gangsters and the cutthroats

Be careful where you at, you might get bust on
Yeeaahh

All my South Central niggas, Inglewood, twist your fingers up
Compton and Watts, Eastside, always turning up
Bad bitches up at Greystone and Supper club

Tell 'em where we're from like

{Hook–}:
LA, can't believe I found love in the city of LA
LA, it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
In LA, LA, LA we found, found love (found love) in LA, LA, LA
We found love

{Kendrick Lamar}:
God, let me right my wrongs
God, let me write this song

God in the middle with a month
Let me hit the pawn shop, momma said we need a loan
God, let me dedicate this to the 80% that ain't never coming home
God, let me know you exist
In a city where a hundred hollow-tips get thrown
I'm off that Centennial
Fuckin' at the party, nigga, at the party, we fade ten or more
My hood came thinkin' we yellin', "We in this bitch"
Then we yellin', "We in your bitch"

Or you tellin' all of us our dwellin' inside of 2Pacalypse, thug life
And we off that whoopty-whoopty-whoop
And we in that hoopty with the two choppers
So we're guaranteed to shoot
Lock us in the L.A. County zoo
Watch us eat a bear alive and ooh
This feels so good to keep it true
This feels so good, I'm keepin' you
Hope I'm teachin' you all the lessons I learned
When I made that turn off the 110
Watch that marijuana just burn
This shit just make you wanna just sin
See that Staples Center high earnin' if the Lakers get me a win
I'm gon' liquor shot in memory of Pac, Makaveli live again
Bitch, I'm in...

{Hook–}:
LA (yeah), can't (yeah) believe I found love (motherfucker) in the city of LA
LA, it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
In LA, LA, LA we found, found love in LA, LA, LA
We found love