LA Nights - People Under The Stairs

WRLA

55 min after the hour

Taking you out into the LA night be safe and sound

May you have green lights out there in the LA night all the way

Dolla Bill, your hip-hop mc

Reminding you as you pull some of that funk out of your trunk

While you dig the Thes One / Double K hip-hop beat breakdown

Its friday night on the streets of L. A

Homies on the corner doing the boogaloo

Feeling the crisp breeze, blowin' loud on trees

Watching the cars pass looking as the sun creeps

Lower into the ocean—the city’s in motion

On La Cienga, the limo stretch up Sunset

Talking loud on your handset stuck in the traffic

Or hangin' on the porch with your buddies gettin' ill

The West Side’s the best side, we know how to chill

Or hittin up the beach, yo its better at night

The stars shine bright, the vibe is just right

Or pullin' out that Cutlass to dip down the ave

Got the moon roof open with the funk on blast

And honkin' on the dames to the left of your lane

It’s a night in Los Angeles no need to complain

We on the campagin and we doin it right

Live from Crecent Heights its an LA night

Let’s go

LA night, don’t you want to treat it right (Los Angeles)

I’m going out on the streets of LA

LA night, don’t you want to treat it right (Los Angeles)

So if you wanna roll on the streets of LA

LA night, don’t you want to treat it right (Los Angeles)

The sun is goin down over the 110

Going out with your lady or just hangin' with your friends

The city of LA comes alive at night

When lights turn on, we don our best bespoke and backstroke

On the freeway headed to this side or that side

That’s why Los Angelinos take pride in a clean ride

The brake lights reflect off of the windshield

Get valet at the Chalet, early shopping at the Westfield

You gotta look proper.

LA night they won’t let you in

Whether you rooftop standing or at the Edison

Underground city night life has many layers

From bachelorette parties, tourists, to local players

They all stars at the bars, but for one night only

‘Cause every Los Angeles night is a story for old homies

And dive bars low key, west side karaoke

South side smokin the holy ghost on the porch

We call it «cool out»

In junior high we called that shit a «kick back»

I reminisce on L.A. nights past and drink a six-pack

And Avenue A to Redondo, watchin the sunset

‘cause LA gives you nights that you’ll never forget

It’s LA