| Song | On Our Way To L.A. |
| Artist | Tech N9ne |
| Album | Calm Before the Storm |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Juan, Tech N9ne | |
| I'm all about the cash, down to get the ass5-6 the spot homie smoking grass | |
| Pass me the drink watch a ************* get towed down | |
| Tech gave the low down | |
| Now it's time to put the hoes down | |
| I came and questions got the ************* | |
| Guessing 'bout the ************* ****** the white too quick | |
| Nothin' but a trick ************* now | |
| I'm on another journey | |
| Had no rub', hope the ************* don't burn me | |
| Ten hours away, then | |
| I'm on my way to | |
| Cali L.ATo make | |
| Gs, pretty ******* and palm trees35 south 40 going west15 the opposite of north on a quest[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne] | |
| Hittin' prospect straight bro | |
| Looking for some | |
| Kansas City hoes to poke | |
| But rellish floats my boat | |
| Keep a ************* for live in my pocket | |
| I gotta get mine | |
| Keeping suspicious middle niggers behind my line | |
| Rewind my rhyme, | |
| Nina with many ****** styles | |
| Pack my bag now | |
| I'm out pal | |
| Kick it with some biancas up in | |
| Oklahoma stayin' over for one night | |
| Hit it right then | |
| I'm out, no diggity no doubt | |
| Rich man suits,? her face off in the pillow | |
| The next morning dippin' met some biancs in | |
| AmarilloGive me the number bianc so that when we come back through | |
| Play some questions with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh40 west, to | |
| Alberquerque on through the | |
| Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3 | |
| DQIs down with us, you can say what you say | |
| Kansas City all day, offer rellish on my way to | |
| L.A[Hook - Tech N9ne & (Don Juan)] (2x) | |
| On our way to | |
| CaliAll we want is the palm trees a pretty ************* (and become rich) | |
| Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.) | |
| Turn Cali to | |
| Missouri[Verse 3 - Don Juan] | |
| We hit the highway, the fly way | |
| Doing ************* *************s waste no time | |
| Make a pit stop bumpin' old school hip-hop | |
| Midwestside never flip-flop | |
| *************s get dropped, all about the rellish when we creep | |
| Stopped in | |
| Oklahoma City got us a suite | |
| Gave *************s much love, passed much bud | |
| Come here baby get at me show what you made of12 20 north-west, a little get together | |
| Beautiful ladies, nobody shady | |
| Down-ass homies, nobody phony | |
| Everything was dandy | |
| So wassup to my homegirls | |
| TammyTachey and | |
| Tez, right too thick | |
| Misery *************s, right too sick | |
| We gotta make that group | |
| We gotta jet, seven forty seven style | |
| Oh *************t, eleven hundred mo' miles[Verse 4 - Tech N9ne] | |
| L.A. two-way my on | |
| The chronic up in | |
| L.A. we stayed high gone | |
| Wake up show flows see hoes on the 405 | |
| Already hell alive when | |
| I arriveMidwest style no | |
| Cristal just | |
| Caribou Lou | |
| Feel like | |
| I'm an alien like | |
| Mr. Sulu a new crew but who? | |
| Them road dog *************s from | |
| MizzizyWe rollin' on | |
| Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy | |
| What's the real dough, we got that real flow | |
| You other busters coming fake like a dildo | |
| And if you wanna try a ************* from the misery get with me | |
| And me show you what the | |
| Tecca Nina kill fo' | |
| I'm out for stacks baby, creating plaques baby | |
| After I'm making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe | |
| Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the | |
| RoxyI'm off and can't a mother******* stop me | |
| I'm off ************* |
| zuo qu : Juan, Tech N9ne | |
| I' m all about the cash, down to get the ass56 the spot homie smoking grass | |
| Pass me the drink watch a get towed down | |
| Tech gave the low down | |
| Now it' s time to put the hoes down | |
| I came and questions got the | |
| Guessing ' bout the the white too quick | |
| Nothin' but a trick now | |
| I' m on another journey | |
| Had no rub', hope the don' t burn me | |
| Ten hours away, then | |
| I' m on my way to | |
| Cali L. ATo make | |
| Gs, pretty and palm trees35 south 40 going west15 the opposite of north on a quest Verse 2 Tech N9ne | |
| Hittin' prospect straight bro | |
| Looking for some | |
| Kansas City hoes to poke | |
| But rellish floats my boat | |
| Keep a for live in my pocket | |
| I gotta get mine | |
| Keeping suspicious middle niggers behind my line | |
| Rewind my rhyme, | |
| Nina with many styles | |
| Pack my bag now | |
| I' m out pal | |
| Kick it with some biancas up in | |
| Oklahoma stayin' over for one night | |
| Hit it right then | |
| I' m out, no diggity no doubt | |
| Rich man suits,? her face off in the pillow | |
| The next morning dippin' met some biancs in | |
| AmarilloGive me the number bianc so that when we come back through | |
| Play some questions with you two, off in the poopoo, oohooh40 west, to | |
| Alberquerque on through the | |
| Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3 | |
| DQIs down with us, you can say what you say | |
| Kansas City all day, offer rellish on my way to | |
| L. A Hook Tech N9ne Don Juan 2x | |
| On our way to | |
| CaliAll we want is the palm trees a pretty and become rich | |
| Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury make it dash to L. A. | |
| Turn Cali to | |
| Missouri Verse 3 Don Juan | |
| We hit the highway, the fly way | |
| Doing s waste no time | |
| Make a pit stop bumpin' old school hiphop | |
| Midwestside never flipflop | |
| s get dropped, all about the rellish when we creep | |
| Stopped in | |
| Oklahoma City got us a suite | |
| Gave s much love, passed much bud | |
| Come here baby get at me show what you made of12 20 northwest, a little get together | |
| Beautiful ladies, nobody shady | |
| Downass homies, nobody phony | |
| Everything was dandy | |
| So wassup to my homegirls | |
| TammyTachey and | |
| Tez, right too thick | |
| Misery s, right too sick | |
| We gotta make that group | |
| We gotta jet, seven forty seven style | |
| Oh t, eleven hundred mo' miles Verse 4 Tech N9ne | |
| L. A. twoway my on | |
| The chronic up in | |
| L. A. we stayed high gone | |
| Wake up show flows see hoes on the 405 | |
| Already hell alive when | |
| I arriveMidwest style no | |
| Cristal just | |
| Caribou Lou | |
| Feel like | |
| I' m an alien like | |
| Mr. Sulu a new crew but who? | |
| Them road dog s from | |
| MizzizyWe rollin' on | |
| Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy | |
| What' s the real dough, we got that real flow | |
| You other busters coming fake like a dildo | |
| And if you wanna try a from the misery get with me | |
| And me show you what the | |
| Tecca Nina kill fo' | |
| I' m out for stacks baby, creating plaques baby | |
| After I' m making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe | |
| Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the | |
| RoxyI' m off and can' t a mother stop me | |
| I' m off |
| zuò qǔ : Juan, Tech N9ne | |
| I' m all about the cash, down to get the ass56 the spot homie smoking grass | |
| Pass me the drink watch a get towed down | |
| Tech gave the low down | |
| Now it' s time to put the hoes down | |
| I came and questions got the | |
| Guessing ' bout the the white too quick | |
| Nothin' but a trick now | |
| I' m on another journey | |
| Had no rub', hope the don' t burn me | |
| Ten hours away, then | |
| I' m on my way to | |
| Cali L. ATo make | |
| Gs, pretty and palm trees35 south 40 going west15 the opposite of north on a quest Verse 2 Tech N9ne | |
| Hittin' prospect straight bro | |
| Looking for some | |
| Kansas City hoes to poke | |
| But rellish floats my boat | |
| Keep a for live in my pocket | |
| I gotta get mine | |
| Keeping suspicious middle niggers behind my line | |
| Rewind my rhyme, | |
| Nina with many styles | |
| Pack my bag now | |
| I' m out pal | |
| Kick it with some biancas up in | |
| Oklahoma stayin' over for one night | |
| Hit it right then | |
| I' m out, no diggity no doubt | |
| Rich man suits,? her face off in the pillow | |
| The next morning dippin' met some biancs in | |
| AmarilloGive me the number bianc so that when we come back through | |
| Play some questions with you two, off in the poopoo, oohooh40 west, to | |
| Alberquerque on through the | |
| Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3 | |
| DQIs down with us, you can say what you say | |
| Kansas City all day, offer rellish on my way to | |
| L. A Hook Tech N9ne Don Juan 2x | |
| On our way to | |
| CaliAll we want is the palm trees a pretty and become rich | |
| Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury make it dash to L. A. | |
| Turn Cali to | |
| Missouri Verse 3 Don Juan | |
| We hit the highway, the fly way | |
| Doing s waste no time | |
| Make a pit stop bumpin' old school hiphop | |
| Midwestside never flipflop | |
| s get dropped, all about the rellish when we creep | |
| Stopped in | |
| Oklahoma City got us a suite | |
| Gave s much love, passed much bud | |
| Come here baby get at me show what you made of12 20 northwest, a little get together | |
| Beautiful ladies, nobody shady | |
| Downass homies, nobody phony | |
| Everything was dandy | |
| So wassup to my homegirls | |
| TammyTachey and | |
| Tez, right too thick | |
| Misery s, right too sick | |
| We gotta make that group | |
| We gotta jet, seven forty seven style | |
| Oh t, eleven hundred mo' miles Verse 4 Tech N9ne | |
| L. A. twoway my on | |
| The chronic up in | |
| L. A. we stayed high gone | |
| Wake up show flows see hoes on the 405 | |
| Already hell alive when | |
| I arriveMidwest style no | |
| Cristal just | |
| Caribou Lou | |
| Feel like | |
| I' m an alien like | |
| Mr. Sulu a new crew but who? | |
| Them road dog s from | |
| MizzizyWe rollin' on | |
| Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy | |
| What' s the real dough, we got that real flow | |
| You other busters coming fake like a dildo | |
| And if you wanna try a from the misery get with me | |
| And me show you what the | |
| Tecca Nina kill fo' | |
| I' m out for stacks baby, creating plaques baby | |
| After I' m making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe | |
| Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the | |
| RoxyI' m off and can' t a mother stop me | |
| I' m off |