<The announcer's voice from Playstation's NBA Live '97>
  "Welcome to Inglewood, California"
    Hey hey hey
  What you got to say
    Verse 1
  Fast bitches fast cars money and fame
  this rap shit is just like the '90's dope game
  Before sold out shows rocked and hoes jocked
  it was all about the 'hood and that Foe Hundred block
  A few scraps as a puppy dog
  you had to be down
  to roam that infamous neighborhood
  where niggas wore the crown
  It was on every morning from Manchester to Century
  BG's walkin' in packs to elementary
  afterschool some had 'hood patrol
  and watched deals on the corner
  while others had skills and hittin' drills in Pop Warner
  The unforgettable good old days how it used to be
  'foe niggas made the transition from a jock to a G
  now the streets is nice but the police is thick
  'cause niggas sick and mo' murders
  committed than a horror flick
  but whatever happen rappin' or not
  it's the same for me
  it's still I.N.G. foe L.I.F.E.
  so...
    Chorus
  Hey hey heyy
  What you got to say
  Inglewooooood <Inglewood echoes>
  Inglewood Swangin' <Inglewood echoes>
    Verse 2
  The city's full of cheddar like a cheese pizza
  known for senoritas and Inglewood Familias
  The landmarks in the 'hood is legendary
  the fabulous Forum, the Court and the Library
  The city hall is scandalous to the average tax payer
  so the town done fucked around and voted me the mayor
  had G's that put they life on the line and some died
  but thanks to this rap we on the map worldwide
  And as far as race go we probably even these days
  about 50% black and the rest is esays
  so we spin and we win up and down Market St.
  Bitch I'm a million dollar nigga and still shop the Swapmeet
  what I'm in right now probably ain't worth a hundred bucks
  a beany T-shirt khakis and a fresh pair of Chucks
  That's a real nigga foe you that's me so don't knock it
  I got everything I need plus money in my pocket
  So...
    Chorus
    Bridge
  I.N.G. foe L.I.F.E. (4X)
    Verse 3
  It seem like yesterday I was the average Y.G.
  and at the blink of a eye became a household MC
  From the land of sunshine gold D's and palm trees
  to Japanese screamin' for a nigga overseas
  But I gotta think about O.G's I got game from
  remain the same nigga and can't forget where I came from
  We all know money make the world go 'round
  so I give back to my town and put a few niggas down
  I keep my enemies close 'cause they salt shakers
  mad because I travel state to state
  and get paid like the Lakers
  Used to like the Magic man when I was a itty bitty
  but now Mack and Shaq can go half and buy the city
  So...
    Chorus
    Bridge
    Chorus