This is a song about "La pd"

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Rape a bitch, rampart, im dorner outside the la court yard

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

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

And if i do go you better come through

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

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