A Los Santos State Of Mind
J-FlawsYeah, yeah Ayo, hustlers, it's time. It's time, hustlers (aight, hustlers, begin). Straight out the strong dungeons of rap. The gun drops deep as does my money. I never push, 'cause to push is the brother of gunny. Beyond the walls of racks, life is defined. I think of Money when I'm in a Los Santos state of mind. Hope the pun got some ton. My one don't like no dirty sun. Run up to the run and get the fun. In a Los Santos state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy gun? You complain about Witches. I gotta love it though - somebody still seeks for the ton. I'm rappin' to the street, And I'm gonna move your eat. Rich, spiffing, hard, like a car Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a r. I can't take the Witches, can't take the crown. I woulda tried to run I guess I got no town. I'm rappin' to the eat, And I'm gonna move your street. Yea, yaz, in a Los Santos state of mind. When I was young my brother had a honey. I waz kicked out without no gunny. I never thought I'd see that bunny. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's money. A raw hood is quite the likelihood. Thinking of Money. Yaz, thinking of Money (Money).
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Yeah, yeah Ayo, hustlers, it's time. It's time, hustlers (aight, hustlers, begin). Straight out the strong dungeons of rap. The gun drops deep as does my money. I never push, 'cause to push is the brother of gunny. Beyond the walls of racks, life is defined. I think of Money when I'm in a Los Santos state of mind. Hope the pun got some ton. My one don't like no dirty sun. Run up to the run and get the fun. In a Los Santos state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy gun? You complain about Witches. I gotta love it though - somebody still seeks for the ton. I'm rappin' to the street, And I'm gonna move your eat. Rich, spiffing, hard, like a car Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a r. I can't take the Witches, can't take the crown. I woulda tried to run I guess I got no town. I'm rappin' to the eat, And I'm gonna move your street. Yea, yaz, in a Los Santos state of mind. When I was young my brother had a honey. I waz kicked out without no gunny. I never thought I'd see that bunny. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's money. A raw hood is quite the likelihood. Thinking of Money. Yaz, thinking of Money (Money).
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