Hollyhood in the house
Los angeles
Stand up

I was havin' dreams layed out on the futon
Knocks on my mama's crib
They came through suton
I couldn't save my life even if i had a coupon
Four years later, now i'm back with my jewels on
Yeah I'm Mr. hollyhood, ain't talkin' lights, camera, money grow on fuckin' trees
Yeah I'm talkin' marijuana
I'm Talkin' pistol hammer
I'm talkin' Trudy Zammer
I ain't talkin' baking soda, but I got that arm and hammer
Yeah she got a head game
She be playin' head games
Fuckin' with a real pimp
Dunkin' on you hater legs
Sippin' on that hateorade
Get yourself a minute maid makin' moves, gettin' praised, switchin' lanes interstate
Laker games,Staple Center, sittin' next to O Jack
Nothin' but the fuckin' Truth, puttin' on the cold act
Ridin' through the boulevard, all clear no tip and I got my stripes on like Jay on his girlfriend

Here in LA, here in LA
All of our dreams come
True there's no reason
We're here in LA
We're here in LA
So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me
Up here in LA, in LA

Hi I'm the Truth, Rapper slash hustler
See the Benz parked?
Blame it on the customer
Ain't talkin' safe sex, Homie, but I stay strapped
Yes I'm the Chrysler, I don't come with gift wrap
I still come from hollyhood, from my Mexicanos
Right there by the fence, right around McDonands
Keys ain't a problem, Ipush it like Alicia
Break it all down and charge it like a visa
Walkin' through Griffith Park, sippin' on that Kool-Aid
Yeah I got a PS3, you could brame the blu-ray
Yeah I love the Dodgers, love 'em like the Vatos
Not a fan of Racoes, cuz I don't really fall for waffles
At least once a week, I gotta have my tacos
First wrap I even got I Snatched it up from Carlos. Twenty-Twenty vision, yeah it's hard to be me
Cuz alls on my face, you don't see what I see

Here in LA, here in LA
All of our dreams come
True there's no reason
We're here in LA
We're here in LA
So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me
Up here in LA, in LA

It's the city of dreams where people come and people go
It's the city of fiends where people runnin' for that blow
This city just needs a little love, a little hope
And I ain't talkin' snortin' a little bit of coke
Or tokin' on that dope runnin' from the po-po
Oh no, been there and done that, so yo
Here's a story that I'd like you to know, about my life
And those I once rolled with
We used to go sip alize
With no mix, drink, catch a couple girls with some lip rings
And then joke about how we hit these and laugh
And talk about how her shit stinks
Or how she ripped three queefs and when I bent
Her over she would scream
(no, that's a big thing)
Oh shit
It's a he, it's a she
Here in LA, it's all the same to me

Here in LA, here in LA
All of our dreams come
True there's no reason
We're here in LA
We're here in LA
So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me
Up here in LA, in LA

Goddamn it feels good to be back, you were so good to us
Here in LA, here in LA
Palm trees, fast cars, gangsters and hustlers
Only place you can find us at is

Here in LA, here in LA
All of our dreams come
True there's a reason
We're here in LA
We're here in LA
So if ya see me, don't be scared to greet me
Up here in LA, in LA