[Verse 1: Frank V]

[Chorus:]
From the 818 to the 213
I ain't mad at you baby don't be mad at me
And from the 619 to the 602
Get your money baby do what you gotta do...
From the 818 to the 213
I ain't mad at you homie don't be mad at me
And from the 619 to the 602
Get your money homie do what you gotta do...

[Verse 2: Lil' Rob]
(Ey, check this out man...)
Now I don't about you
But I do what I do when I do
Cus that's what I do
I thought you knew
And I know you do the same things too
Don't try to act innocent
See that ride right over there I know you wanna get in that shit
And all you hynas acting fucking sane
Tryna play your men for a lame, in-sane
Just a game that's all it is
You claim your love is solid as a rock
Well, then you don't know what solid is
You called her she wasn't home
She was out giving a fucking dog a placе to bone
Woof, woof til' the perro mio thе women
But you still love her after what she's been doing
With another all stretched out
Now you're all stressed out
And you feel all left out
Now I feel bad cus you wanna be with her and cuddle
When I was just with her
Ey, homeboy don't kiss her
[Chorus:]
From the 818 to the 213
I ain't mad at you baby don't be mad at me
And from the 619 to the 602
Get your money baby do what you gotta do...
From the 818 to the 213
I ain't mad at you homie don't be mad at me
And from the 619 to the 602
Get your money homie do what you gotta do...

[Verse 3: Royal T]

[Chorus:]
From the 818 to the 213
I ain't mad at you baby don't be mad at me
And from the 619 to the 602
Get your money baby do what you gotta do...
From the 818 to the 213
I ain't mad at you homie don't be mad at me
And from the 619 to the 602
Get your money homie do what you gotta do...