Break a solenoid on this one Yeah, nigga Welcome to Los Santos Gyeah Where it's easy to catch a case One times patrol with a pic of ya face Fo' deep in the Lac, that's Jack mode Unaware of the set-neutral dress code (Uh) Drive-bys tryna pull grand theft Bandanas on the antennas, neighborhood deaf Rats fucking niggas for ends, bitch please Easily friends turn into enemies (Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum) Tryna check a couple dollars but it ain't long (Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum) Jealousy in shots if the weight wrong (Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum) Stay strong, die well (Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum) Growing up in the hood's no fairytale It's Mad City and can't y'all tell? Welcome to the city where it's dead or jail Steady eating good, we pull licks Staying deep like OGs in jail pics Gyeah, welcome to the land (Hey!) Welcome to the land (Hey) Welcome to the land Straps, a couple birds in ya hand Gyeah Welcome to Los Santos (Fly bitches) Welcome to Los Santos (Get riches) Welcome to Los Santos (That trippin') Welcome to Los Santos (Niggas be deepin') Yea, where it's easy to get some weight Hop in the stolen whip and I'll take you straight to the place That grand theft and robbery mask draped on my face A cold bastard, closed casket seal my fate For this almighty dollar dollar When we're doing what we do you know we do it proper And all these doctors and psychiatrists can't save me, I'm crazy Everyday these Los Santos streets gon' pay me It feel good don't it? (Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum) Kush smoke and west coastin' on every hood corner I drop the top at the beach Heard it's fun in paradise, yo that's the word on the street Don't let these palm trees and bitches get you swept off yo feet I'm staying blazed in these Sun rays Evil seeds getting paid, cradle to the grave You can try it if you want, it ain't a thing sweet The weather's fine but it's cold on these cold, on these rough ass streets of Los Santos Dear Los Santos, dear Los Santos (Welcome to the land, yeah, welcome to the land) Banging, ranging, hustlin', let me ride (Uh! Put a bird in ya hand, uh, welcome to Los Santos) Dear Los Santos, dear Los Santos Banging, ranging, hustlin', let me ride Ah, Los Santos You got it done Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum (Oh) Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum Duh-dum duh-dum duh-dum Don't get fooled by the palm trees Fly ass bitches and bomb ass weed It's real over here on these cold streets Triple OGs stay about that cheese Los Santos, oh-oh-oh We be doing the most Ow! Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow, ow-ow-ow-ow-ow, ow-ow-ow-ow-ow Oh, yeah, Los Santos Dear Los Santos, dear Los Santos Banging, ranging, hustlin', let me ride