This is a song about "La la"

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

That’s my la-la lullaby.

I'll meet you in the sky

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

I'm here taking over "c'est la vie" is the mantra

Livin la vita da loca

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,