The Burning Sands Of The Lowlands



"The L Dot A Dot"



Tash Of Tha Alkaholiks "Hip Hop Drunkies"



Yo You Don't Know Man?



"The L Dot A Dot"



Yo You Don't Know Man? (x2)




Verse 1:



Give Thanks That's What I Say When I Wake



Another Day In L.A. Feel The Sun Bake



I Holla At Scott He Knows About The Spot



At The Beach Dockweiler Nigga Straight Box



I Call Up Swift Let Him Know About The Shit



Call Up Will



He Got The Henessy On Chill



I'm With Doncril He On Deck With Santrel



Rollin' Bleezy Like Terry McMillian Wait To Exhale



My Nigga Will Stay Off Stocka



Some City Got Hot Bitches But On Crenshaw It's Hotta



>From Bad Ass Bitches To Cold Ass Impalas



Vasea Special With Two Glasses For Twenty Dollars



It's Hella Hot We Pull Up To Dockweiler



The Scene Is So Lovely It Makes Me Wanna Holla




Hook:



The Burning Sands Of The Lowlands



Where Sisters Is Bad Man



And Brothers Fear No Man



Yo You Don't Know Man? (X2)




Verse 2:



Summertime 7:30 Time For Sunsets



Sometimes I Go And Park With My Queen And Get Lit



Watch The Sun Cascade Over The Ocean



Thoughts About How The Likwit Gonna Put It All In Motion



Sometimes I Sit And Watch And See Dolphins



Defari Alumni



From Pac 10 Like Kenny Lofton



Never Soft Stay Healthy Avoid Coughs



In L.A. We Buy Houses Fuck Apartments And Lofts



Yo My Cold Flow Straight Wild West Professional



California Green From The Trees Down To The Vegetables



Wack MCs Are Also Edible



After Six Figures Where I'm Trying To See My Decimal



Pointland, Cash In Hand



I'm On My Way To See Phil In The Cressant Heights Lowland




Hook (x4)




Verse 3:



Flex The Skills See This Broad With A Baby Strill



Ass Poppin Out No Doubt Man I Got's To Kill



Like Grant Hill I Play With Cool Moves



See Niggas Out Here We Ain't Loud We Straight Smooth



And Don't Mistakes Fool For Being Chump



Cause L.A. Is The Wrong Place If You Think Niggas Won't Thump



In A Flash



Sunshine, Cars, Bitches And Cash



Six Foot Rippers, Chron Blends With Hash



We Classic Like That T.V. Show M.A.S.H.



With Bitches Way Badder Than That Broad Stacey Dash



No Jokin' That's Word To Brother Deep Dish Spokin'



Down The Boulevard Pint In Hand Straight Smokin'



No Chokin', And No It's Not Brown That's Word To Oakland



One Time Sees Us Stoppin' For Bitches And Keeps Rollin'




Hook