[Intro: Cold 187] Yeah... want to give a shout out to all my niggas out there In the westcoast... on the westcoast... Yeah... yeah... uhh... Yo... I got to give a shout out to pomona... Got to give it in south central, watts, compton, long beach But for now... KMG won't you spit... spit... spit... for em
[Verse 1: KMG] Mothafuckas don't get mad Cause calis kinda fly We be the gangsta town The niggas that like to stay high The land of big diamonds ya'll Palm trees lowriders and moviestars Where fools be mobbin with the real Original where jackin is an art Punk niggas get they caps pilled And the hoes ain't scared to show they bodies They wear the fly shit and freaks the set parties Gave it up and the hoes wearin baggy shit They the world why niggas got'em pussy whip They got niggas goin to pins got niggas stealin [? ] For friends for foes for shows and more hoes Cause it costs a grip to live on the westcoast Cause we be flossin We leave the world a commadose It's all about the paper here So hear my dear So roll me up a little chronic Cause LA got the byonic
[Chorus:] See ya got to have hot To live in cali ya'll You got to have the fly shit To live in cali ya'll It's gonna cost you a grip To live in cali ya'll Ya see the hoes be legit When you live in cali ya'll
[Verse 2: Kokane] They say it never rains in southern california That's what they tell me G's with the big bank [? ] why you play us Livin it up just to be a hoe player All westcoast californ We got them runnin in flocks Now freddies dead But the [? ] super chicken Got you hit to the dope spot And like KMG They said them hoes be trippin Cause bitches be settin a nigga up When you off flossin Still tossin Yeah I'm bout to make bread Wake up in the mornin Found a mothafuckin bullet in my head But it's alright If yo games hook up tight And in the summer time Riders on corners I wish you all can be california Ya save up all Went from slang dope To get a fly ride [? ] Still funkin on them switches for the bitches This is off the west all They call me Mr flossy Dolla dolla bill ya'll
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[Cold 187 talking] (KMG background) Yeah... And that's the westcoast anthem cali style boy (straight up straight up) Yo yo... (the [? ] we be like flossin main) Yo you want me to set it off... let me set it off for them... uhh
[Verse 3: Cold 187] It's the first of the mouth And I just came up I'm headin to the shop to put some rims on my truck Yeah... and you know I'm like cold on them hoes Cause I'm rollin in a black on black 4 54 It's time for me to check my connect So I could be on deck Before them fiens get they county checks I left about 11:15 I spotted this fly fly cutey In some [? ] And you know I'm on them gold ones So here she come... here she come... Here she mothafuckin kitty come All shit it's Sabrina from cavina I hope she don't remember that I toss her cousin tina Uhh... she probably care anyway Cause bitches up in cali got game for days She needed I ride to the mail I said stall I got shit to do I ain't got no time to be fuckin with you Uhh... and plus do I look like a cab Turn the alpine up then I slam It was hot like a mothafucka Headed to the store Saw a couple little homies kickin it at the front door They say yo... hook us up main Bought em a 40 For me I got a tall can I said peace Don't be trippin little comrades But the shit be [? ] bout my own [? ]
[KMG:] Yeah... cause we O hit To bring you the fly shit To make you feel pressure Cause cali could test ya Comrades still bangin My niggas still bangin And there's a whole lot of niggas still movin yayin
[Cold 187:] Because it's highly compatible to come up Ya got to have hard ache Ya got to have a lot of luck So if I hear you sayin cali ain't shit Yo... you probably visited the valley little bitch...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
