If you're a long-time Angeleno, you know the smell, sound and snap of bacon-wrapped hot dogs like you know the back of your own hand. After a Lakers game, a night of dancing or even at the end of a protest march, nothing quite hits the spot like these greasy babies sliding down your gullet.When LAist pointed us to this epic power-rap paying homage to LA's (hot dog) ladies of the night, we knew we had to share it again.