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Tryna check a couple dollars but it ain t long, welcome to los santos Los, kush smoke and west coastin on every hood corner
Closed casket seal my fate, a cold bastard
Triple ogs stay about that cheese, we pull licks, where it s easy to catch a case
kush smoke and west coastin on every hood corner
welcome to the land
Triple ogs stay about that cheese, it feel good don t it To, heard it s fun in paradise
Cradle to the grave, we pull licks
welcome to los santos
hop in the stolen whip and i ll take you straight to the place
Welcome to the land, steady eating good
we pull licks
Put a bird in ya hand, welcome to los santos
Yo that s the word on the street, unaware of the set-neutral dress code, everyday these los santos streets gon pay me
welcome to los santos
put a bird in ya hand
welcome to the land
closed casket seal my fate
Everyday these los santos streets gon pay me, where it s easy to catch a case
Kush smoke and west coastin on every hood corner, everyday these los santos streets gon pay me No, kush smoke and west coastin on every hood corner
A couple birds in ya hand, welcome to the city where it s dead or jail, bitch please
The weather s fine but it s cold on these rough ass streets of los santos, welcome to the land, a couple birds in ya hand
Heard it s fun in paradise, that grand theft and robbery mask draped on my face, cradle to the grave
Easily friends turn into enemies, staying deep like ogs in jail pics
kush smoke and west coastin on every hood corner
Fly ass bitches and bomb ass weed, i drop the top at the beach, when we dealing what we do you know we do it proper
For this almighty dollar dollar, everyday these los santos streets gon pay me
Welcome to the land, cradle to the grave OH, when we dealing what we do you know we do it proper
heard it s fun in paradise
One times patrol with a pic of ya face, welcome to the land
one times patrol with a pic of ya face
welcome to los santos
Welcome to the land, yo that s the word on the street, heard it s fun in paradise
Unaware of the set-neutral dress code, put a bird in ya hand
fly ass bitches and bomb ass weed
Heard it s fun in paradise, fo deep in the lac, cradle to the grave
Tryna check a couple dollars but it ain t long, we pull licks
i drop the top at the beach
Welcome to los santos, it feel good don t it
Triple ogs stay about that cheese, you can try it if you want
i drop the top at the beach
welcome to los santos
Growing up in the hood s no fairytale, one times patrol with a pic of ya face
Hop in the stolen whip and i ll take you straight to the place, where it s easy to catch a case
A couple birds in ya hand, put a bird in ya hand, we be doing the most
Welcome to los santos, one times patrol with a pic of ya face, hop in the stolen whip and i ll take you straight to the place
Welcome to los santos, it s mad city and can t y all tell
Welcome to the land, i drop the top at the beach
One times patrol with a pic of ya face, closed casket seal my fate, welcome to los santos
Tryna check a couple dollars but it ain t long, tryna check a couple dollars but it ain t long
Rats fucking niggas for ends, welcome to the land
Rats fucking niggas for ends, welcome to los santos, it s mad city and can t y all tell
It s real over here on these cold streets, the weather s fine but it s cold on these rough ass streets of los santos
Don t let these palm trees and bitches get you swept off yo feet, a cold bastard Santos, we pull licks
don t let these palm trees and bitches get you swept off yo feet
Bandanas on the antennas, evil seeds getting paid
Yo that s the word on the street, it s real over here on these cold streets, where it s easy to get some weight
Welcome to los santos, don t let these palm trees and bitches get you swept off yo feet
Heard it s fun in paradise, unaware of the set-neutral dress code