Vinewood Lyrics

Nothing but the classics

Old school hip-hop

West coast classics

Hotbox, top down, ventilation

Only west coast heat in my station

Everybody talk money, better say some

If you're broke then we got no relation

Top down, ventilation

Only west coast heat in my station

Everybody talk money, better say some

If you're broke then we got no relation

Cruising in my six-four

Worried about no fiscal

Lady that I'm riding with she on her bitch mode

Flashing lights on the ball like it's disco

Party, get drunk, smoke weed, how the list go

Tunnel vision, gun barrel through the peephole

Your car getting repoed

LSPD see what I move, that's a RICO

Me and my amigos

Scrolling through the cheat codes

You know how the shit go

Westside Nico, house in the hills

Lowrider got twenty-two's on the wheels

And they wanna know, is it fake? is it real?

Big guns, boy the ops looking lil, haha

OG killer from the Grove street

Welcome to this side, when I slide

West coast shit

Pimping not easy, so they be on that hoe shit

Ballaz see me in their hood, they go Oh shit

You know I'm a boss, I be on that CEO shit

Smoke on the water, right next to the ocean

Life is a beach and my bitch need a lotion

I move product and it's never slow motion

Everybody want it, not everybody got it

You know everybody talk, but nobody really about it

Kick game taekwondo or karate

Hop up in the whip, then I start it

Hotbox, top down, ventilation

Only west coast heat in my station

Everybody talk money, better say some

If you're broke then we got no relation

Top down, ventilation

Only west coast heat in my station

Everybody talk money, better say some

If you're broke then we got no relation (hey)

Top down, ventilation

Only west coast heat in my station

Everybody talk money, better say some

If you're broke then we got no relation

I said it's all about the money

Said it's all about the cars

All about the bitches, and the name and the fame

In the Vinewood you wanna be a star

All about the money

All about the cars

All about the fame, and the name and the game

Yeah you already know where you are

Vinewood

Los Santos (westside, west coast shit!)

Paleto bay to del perro

East Los Santos, La Puerta (fuck the LSPD)

We run this shit

Grove street for life

And here we are, back to the strip

As they say in Vinewood, that's a wrap folks

I hope I managed to take your mind off the economic downturn for just a little while

Lets travel back in time

It's not time travel if you never left the nineties

Classic hip-hop

West coast classics