Search results for california by ap9

We've found 1,202 lyrics, 22 artists, and 100 albums matching california by ap9:


Albums:

California Rain (The Madden Brothers) · Cold in California (Ingram Hill) · California (Lenny Kravitz) · California Dreaming EP (Julien Nipsen) · Rare California Airshots (Bob Wills) · The California Concerts (Louis Armstrong) · California Dreamin' [Cassette Single] (The Mamas & the Papas) · Substance Records: California (Substance Records) · Move To California (Quiet Riot) · California Gurls (DJ Interpolate) – and 90 other albums »


stops nobody knows
I m about to catch the do 
Catch the do 

[AP-9]
My henn full of smoke
I broke the flow to a nigga toe
Plus I m fresh out
???? ???? California, I'm best ta warn ya you'll end up like Freddy 
Fuckin' with my 'fetti, we mobbin' three-deep in Chevy 
AP-9, Bo and I rider, we
my AP nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater right
and what about Tupac 
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy 
I'm
I'm a bust my shit 
Scary niggas in your click ain't prepare for this 
Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this 
Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1
and what about Tupac 
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy 
I'm
or die, nigga 
Nine's nigga's time's tickin' when I blow your mind, nigga 
Call me AP-9, nigga, boogie's when we rhyme, nigga 
I hit the block and have
man
Unless you want to count this AP 9 sitting up in my draws man
Take a pause man
Bitch I'm all man
How you know that shit nigga?
Ask your girl
to make that mail
Day by day livin'
An nobody don't want no static
A-P 9 in the attic
Five stripes, I'm wreckin' traffic
Pullin' a G daily
Watch how I
California way
Speakin' with a stranger lyin' by the pool
Dying to be near you 
Oh we look so cool!
Yes we do!
Blonde haired baby standing by the road
A pistol in her hand and talking on the phone
Said go to California (go to California) 
Go to California
Blond haired baby standing by the road
A pistol in her hand and talking on the phone
Said go to California (go to California) 
Go to California
take the heat stay the fuck out of my city
You petty minded motherfucker
We break rules, and you fools
AP-10s, nine millimeters and 38-snubs bitch
Haha
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
(repeat)

Down by law, right from the core
(repeat)

California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Working all day
And the sun don't shine
Trying to get by
And I'm just killin' time
I feel the rain
Fall the whole night through
Far away from you
all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West coast has the sunshine
all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West Coast has the sunshine
at night

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West coast has
at night

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West coast has
at night

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West coast has
my guns and put em away, oh yeah
The trick of the trade, and by the way, oh yeah
California, I'm fine somebody check my brain
California's all right
Blond haired baby standing by the road
A pistol in her hand and talking on the phone
Said go to California (go to California)
Go to California (go
at night

I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The west coast has
California wishing on these stars
For you're heart on me
My California king

Eye to eye
Cheek to cheek
Side by side
You were sleeping next to me
Arm in arm
I'll be California wishing on these stars
For you're heart on me
My California king

Eye to eye
Cheek to cheek
Side by side
You were sleeping next