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F**k LA
20,442
Hip-Hop/Rap
F**k LA was released on February 25, 2014 by Schoolboy Q as a part of the album Oxymoron
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Release DateFebruary 25, 2014
LabelSchoolboy Q
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM134

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ScHoolboy Q
ScHoolboy Q
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quincy Hanley
Quincy Hanley
Songwriter
Mario Loving
Mario Loving
Songwriter
N. Wesonga
N. Wesonga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nez
Nez
Producer
RIO
RIO
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Gee Bizzy Rightnow
Gee Bizzy Rightnow
Engineer
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Pussy lips, contraband for chips
Sold all kind of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips
Switched all kind of clips
Fifty raised since my county days
Brought all kind of fades
Renegade, fuck what rappers say
Bitch, I am LA
[Verse 2]
Pussy lips, contraband for chips
Sold all kind of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips
Switched all kind of clips
Fifty raised since my county days
Brought all kind of fades
Renegade, fuck what rappers say
Bitch, I am LA
[Verse 3]
Gimme bucks, might show up in tux
Got my millions up, ****, what?
Spanish ho in cut, she supreme deluxe
Asian broads, cute Caucasian broads
Guess I'm dipped in sauce
Nincompoop, gunplay peek-a-boo
Guess who taggin' you?
Bring showers through, grab your bathin' suit
W-w-wet 'em all, cannonball
Swipe my debit card
Fly from here to Mars, ****, what?
Got my millions up, f-f-fuck you mean?
We stackin' green, stackin' stacks of green
Flip them trampolines
[Verse 4]
Pussy lips, contraband for chips
Sold all kind of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips
Switched all kind of clips
Fifty raised since my county days
Brought all kind of fades
Renegade, fuck what rappers say
Bitch, I am LA
Pussy lips, contraband for chips
Sold all kind of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips
Switched all kind of clips
Fifty raised since my county days
Brought all kind of fades
Renegade, fuck what rappers say
Bitch, I am LA
[Verse 5]
Groovy Q, murk the judge's crew
Fuck the jury too
Bang the set, rep my fifty two
Young hog down to shoot
I keep a Glock or get razor sharp
Bitch, get left with 'Pac, my Biggie knock
He won't know who shot
Fearin' down the block
On service work, lay back, close the curt'
Pop my collar first and blew my trees
Put my nerves at ease till my trigger squeeze
My heater heat, still I'm high off weed
Bitch, that's high degrees, I money make
AM out of state, call that wake and bake
Them cookie sheets, dough boys on the beat
Well known in the street
I'm Crip for real, way before the deal
Had them Oxy pills and Acti' sales
Straight from Murderville, yeah, we served a lot
Left days on blocks, got them tens in socks
Not, not, not talkin' shoes
I'm talkin' rocks, had the dopest spots
Look out for the cops, my mini me snatch the dope and flee
Guess that's how it be when you OG
He said he lived through me but I'm stackin' mill's
Speakin' real, shock the world for real
Pull up in that ill
[Verse 6]
Pussy lips, contraband for chips
Sold all kind of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips
Switched all kind of clips
Fifty raised since my county days
Brought all kind of fades
Renegade, fuck what rappers say
Bitch, I am LA
Pussy lips, contraband for chips
Sold all kind of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips
Switched all kind of clips
Fifty raised since my county days
Brought all kind of fades
Renegade, fuck what rappers say
Bitch, I am LA
Written by: Mario Loving, N. Wesonga Jr., Quincy Hanley
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