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Bornxraised in LA Video (MV)




Performed By: JayMedi
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Juan Medina




JayMedi - Bornxraised in LA Lyrics
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If you ain't from my city, you gotta be ready and always watch your back
No threat just a nigga stating facts
Been here all my life, grew up around people West LA bangin
Where a nigga trip and the shawty get to sprayin
Gettin to the money that's an ez call, run it up stack it up
Blue hunnid bands, we ain't doing no playin
Only thinkin bout the money flow, don't got time for the hoes
Lame niggas don't know what I'm sayin
Only time that I got for a hoe, when she be on her knees
Got her lookin like she prayin
Dirty hoe don't come right back, unless you comin with A money bag, better get to payin
Bad bitch I beat it up, when she givin top and I hit it from the back
She be lookin amazing
Don't make the wrong move, got shooters on my side, extended clip
Sell A brick, that bitch get to sprayin
Give a f*ck about a lame nigga he be actin like a hoe bitch
Chasin hunnid bands, all I ever need is a bag
Blew a check up at Sak's 5th, never too fly need some more
Stay poppin hella designer tags
Get a check every day, got some on ice on me too
Always runnin to the money, can't stop chasin after a bag
She's a hoe bitch, comin with blue hunnid bands
Always beggin for some more, your bitch really loves to gag
Do the dash in the foreign, got the exotic whip
Sippin on a double cup, got me feelin ima swerve in the jag
Another lane where I'm at, just a nigga livin up
Bad bitch gas me up, don't compare me to the lame fags
Fat wood to the face, got me hella zooted up, I'm that nigga I be smokin hella grams
Bitches say I'm so hot, like a volcano I'm boutta erupt
I'm the nigga next up, got it for the low, Designer Bape is comin from Japan
Exotic gas what I smoke, runnin out, need some more
Talkin to the plug, big dope, heavy smoke, you know I had to re up
Your bitch let me clap it up, throw it back askin for some more
She's my number one fan
Sippin on that henny, got her givin sloppy top
Killed the whole bottle, got me feelin like the man
Grew up to be a fly nigga, countin up hella bands
Blowin up when the brand drops, it was all part of the plan
Just do it for my pops, Damn he raised a real man
Born to be a real nigga from the head to the toe
And I was raised in the streets of LA
Give a f*ck about a lame nigga he be actin like a hoe bitch
Chasin hunnid bands, all I ever need is a bag
Blew a check up at Sak's 5th, never too fly need some more
Stay poppin hella designer tags
Get a check every day, got some on ice on me too
Always runnin to the money, can't stop chasin after a bag
She's a hoe bitch, comin with blue hunnid bands
Always beggin for some more, your bitch really loves to gag
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English

If you ain't from my city, you gotta be ready and always watch your back
No threat just a nigga stating facts
Been here all my life, grew up around people West LA bangin
Where a nigga trip and the shawty get to sprayin
Gettin to the money that's an ez call, run it up stack it up
Blue hunnid bands, we ain't doing no playin
Only thinkin bout the money flow, don't got time for the hoes
Lame niggas don't know what I'm sayin
Only time that I got for a hoe, when she be on her knees
Got her lookin like she prayin
Dirty hoe don't come right back, unless you comin with A money bag, better get to payin
Bad bitch I beat it up, when she givin top and I hit it from the back
She be lookin amazing
Don't make the wrong move, got shooters on my side, extended clip
Sell A brick, that bitch get to sprayin
Give a f*ck about a lame nigga he be actin like a hoe bitch
Chasin hunnid bands, all I ever need is a bag
Blew a check up at Sak's 5th, never too fly need some more
Stay poppin hella designer tags
Get a check every day, got some on ice on me too
Always runnin to the money, can't stop chasin after a bag
She's a hoe bitch, comin with blue hunnid bands
Always beggin for some more, your bitch really loves to gag
Do the dash in the foreign, got the exotic whip
Sippin on a double cup, got me feelin ima swerve in the jag
Another lane where I'm at, just a nigga livin up
Bad bitch gas me up, don't compare me to the lame fags
Fat wood to the face, got me hella zooted up, I'm that nigga I be smokin hella grams
Bitches say I'm so hot, like a volcano I'm boutta erupt
I'm the nigga next up, got it for the low, Designer Bape is comin from Japan
Exotic gas what I smoke, runnin out, need some more
Talkin to the plug, big dope, heavy smoke, you know I had to re up
Your bitch let me clap it up, throw it back askin for some more
She's my number one fan
Sippin on that henny, got her givin sloppy top
Killed the whole bottle, got me feelin like the man
Grew up to be a fly nigga, countin up hella bands
Blowin up when the brand drops, it was all part of the plan
Just do it for my pops, Damn he raised a real man
Born to be a real nigga from the head to the toe
And I was raised in the streets of LA
Give a f*ck about a lame nigga he be actin like a hoe bitch
Chasin hunnid bands, all I ever need is a bag
Blew a check up at Sak's 5th, never too fly need some more
Stay poppin hella designer tags
Get a check every day, got some on ice on me too
Always runnin to the money, can't stop chasin after a bag
She's a hoe bitch, comin with blue hunnid bands
Always beggin for some more, your bitch really loves to gag
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Writer: Juan Medina
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