Yeah, yeah, just like we used to stay In the of la by the way bangers killin' each other for rep Sellin' rock on my doorstep
Had a ball to plus a bike to ride But my mamma never would let me outside But when I got enrolled in school Started bangin' like a fool
So cool throwin' up gang signs to the beat Shot an enemy from across the Mamma came home, she got a good job did too, now they don't squab
Financially, we 2 months later, son, we No more duckin' shotgun shells Bought a two-story house in east it to me now
(Hell yeah) Come to me (I you and I love you, baby) Palmdale, come to me (Check it out, it out, check it out)
No more and no more roaches next door to football coaches Now I got a new to sell me crack Now I got little kids to jack
I wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red Too squabbin' with the skinheads Stupid questions, distract the Rubbin' little girls on the ass
I really care if I passed or failed I knew I was for the NFL Until the game, shoulder got hurt I thought my future, layin' in the dirt
I can't jump, I flinch Superstar player, ridin' the Graduate school don't make me laugh I got an F plus in math, give it to me now
(Hell yeah) Come to me (I gotta do one for my neighborhood) Palmdale, back to me (Check it out)
I knew I couldn't make it in the white man's So I bought me some khakis and a geri I I couldn't make it to the NFL I went to east palmdale and started slingin'
Fo' sho' I was makin' crazy Shoulda dropped outta school a long ago Bought a cell phone, a nut Now I deliver pizza hut
I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold to anybody Me and my homies dubs and dimes Took bustin' rhymes just to pass the time
A white man drove up to my He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?" I put a fat rock inside his And about 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down,
(Hell, yeah) Come to me (I you and I love you, baby) Palmdale, back to me (Check it out, it out, check it out)
get drunk, can't get blunted LA county, 95 wanna take my all-stars Bloods eat my snicker bars
Them pecker woods want none But the Mexicans own one Them essays, catorces, always try to test me
So I jumped off the bed 'cause I ain't no Jammed his up against the bunk Socked that in his chin muthafucking scared to jump in
Sheriff broke it up when we hit the I kept talkin' shit I want some more Back in town, we get with the brown Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me
Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, won't hesitate to get in a 'Cause I'm down for mine, and for certain Sittin' in the hole my knuckles hurtin'
(Hell, yeah) Come to me (I need you and I you, baby) Palmdale, come to me (Yeah it out, homeboy)
Now I got a up life, two bad kids and a naggin' wife Dead end job at the check too short to pay the house note Turn on the TV then I see different that went to school with me Playin' in the NFL we used to kick in east palmdale
Williams, Lorenz tate Zeno plays for state I wish my homeboys success But at the same time, I get depressed
Walkin' through the wind with a cup of gin Thinkin' 'bout that coulda, woulda, shoulda been I wipe my tears, sip my beers, good luck to my peers
Come to me (I need you and I you, baby) Come to me (Palmdale) ('Cause that's where my began, heartache began)
(Palmdale) Come to me (I you and I love you, baby) (Oh yeah) Come to me ('Cause that's where my heartache began, began)
(Yeah) Come to me (Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, where at man, yeah) (Hey, wherever you at in the world, I don't if you in Japan, Africa) Palmdale, come to me (Hey you how we used to do it, man hey, hey, hey)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, do we sell? (Yeyo) Yo, where we to go? (We to go back to jail)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, what do we (Yeyo) Yo, where we to go? (We fittin' to go to jail)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, do we sell? (Yeyo) Yo, we fittin' to go? (We fittin' to go to jail)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, do we sell? (Yeyo) Yo, where we to go? (We fittin' to go to jail)
Dale, palmdale (Hey, come on everybody just clap hands) Dale, palmdale (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon) Dale, you're (What, what, what) (Yo fuck AV on y'all)
(Where falcons at?) palmdale (It over 'til the fat man sings) (Little can't get none, what, what, what) You're Dale, palmdale (Little rock get none)