proof Mouthpiece, shoulda been a pimp I'm more than just a rapper my nigga I'm an event [Chorus x2] [Verse 2:] California ain't always sunny California
pop, thinkin' of 'Pac Why did nobody drop? Who got it locked? In Y Cal... California took a bow Now New York turnin' the game with our style L.A. confidential
setting up traps Little accident murderers And I ain't never heard of yah Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah Spank the shank Your whole style
boppin' off HAHA, I hit 'em up [Outro: 2Pac] Empty clips, set trip You know what time it is Westside, Outlaw, Thug Life till we die California love, california
wife and not in those words *static* but he's talking about I wanna see you deceased *static* Intro: Makaveli No doubt... to live and die in LA California
swing Look around, take in the beauty Not to mention all the fly cuties Keep your arm pumpin as the two break wild Listen to the music, enjoy the style
love life let it love you back C'mon [Aceyalone] Yo there's somethin wrong with my radio dial Some of these fools just ain't got style I don't know
the Fellowship took it and we held it for dear life The Inner City Griots, the wild, the style, the crew The ones they got their styles from, but claimed
comin down the pike, not so hot so Tash comes blazin, Loot Pack blazin Hot enough to fry you into california raisins Cause my Alkie style of rhymin is
Tash] I make this rap shit look easy so fuck a rocket scientist Just tables and a mic and Tash'll rock them old appliances Alliances was formed in California
mon complice J'suis frais comme les fruits de mer ! Sa mere ! Tu sais c'est qui James Brown ? Mon pere ! Avec ma cuisine au beurre, black, blanc, beur, Mon style
at who's tripping Catch a nigga at the airport slipping Huh, what a shame send his ass back from where it came in a casket California love turned drastic
Enhancer) . Nowhere... . .C'est comme ca qu'la mille-fa j'concois Le systeme je baise comme une lope-sa ! . Dawa ! Representa pour la Nowhere familia ! . Promouvoir notre style
[CHORUS] Jesus and the California Kid oh what Jesus did, for the California kid There's a school kid on the coastline who's the textbook case of cool
Wish I was a Kellogg's corn flake Floatin' in my bowl takin' movies Relaxing a while ...livin' in style Talkin' to a raisin who occasionally plays L.
, kilometri per fino dal centro di Milano, tipo ke mi immaginavo a Brooklyn Non posso farne a meno c'ho la fissa come i Dick Dick, non sogno California
So here's the vicks, I'm hittin harder than a brick Tricks get slick, and face the dick real quick You better recognize, adjust your bifocals Your style