San Andreas Theme Song

Welcome to San Andreas, I'm CJ from Grove Street
 Land of the heinous, gangbangers, and cold heat
 In Los Santos, neighbors get no sleep
 Beefing with anybody competing, even police
 Four deep in a green rag with gold feet
 Blast with the flag on the strap, that's OG
 Stay in shape, hit the gym, lift the weights
 Get super cut or big and buff, nice and straight
 You got stats, respect, weapon skill
 Stamina, muscle, fat, and sex appeal
 You get clothes from Bincos and Pro Laps
 Sub Urban, ZIP, Victim, and D. Sachs
 Watch your back when you in rival hoods
 They'll test just to guess if your survivals good (Survivals good)
 Ducking shells at the Cluckin' Bell
 Jump out busting, gunning 'til they tuck their tail
 It seem like I'm on impossible missions (Impossible missions)
 Twisted predicaments hostile positions (Hostile positions)
 Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me
 Cop cars been on our ass the last past week
 'Cause the 'Dreas for the gangsters, homeboy
 Hands is the language for the 'bangers, homeboy
 And it's dangerous, homeboy
 Get your brains blow for how you do your fingers, homeboy
 Heat cocked, we poppin' hot ones
 Dump them out, bend the block, shake before the cops come
 Listen for sirens, they don't got none
 Back another lap, catch a straggler with a shotgun
 Hittin' them up what that Grove Street like
 In a dirty sling shot and old Levi's