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I just want you kick it here with me
We crusing through the streets
We riding to the beach
In California
I just want you kick it here with me
We

I heard
That dreams come true
When you go to California for a summer or two
And I'm told
The streets are paved with gold
Gotta see it for myself now

overtaken by your sweet melody
California
You've always been the dream
But now that I have gotten here
Ain't great as it had seemed
California
You cradled my

And a bag of California
And a can of Arizona
Give a fuck about the laws
I'm in my zone
Don't give two fuck about the law
Don't give two fuck I'm on my job

to the top
Talking getting topped off with my top back
By a bad bottom bitch
Telling suckas top that
I'm a West Side Long Beach California Native
Fuck what you

A couple of months ago
The postman came and
Gave me that big white letter
By the size I knew
My heart would beat so fast
I'd have to sit down a while

Hangin’ by the ocean
Fixing my eyes
Waves are crashing in motion
Driving my smile
It’s gonna be a long ride
Driving for some miles
It’s gonna be

still close by
But it seem like you're oceans away
Oh yeah

Is it lovely in California
I feel far away from home
And I need to know
So i could pass

here 'till the day I die
Can't replace this feeling if you try
Palm trees keep me cool as I walk by
Cali, cali, cali, california
How much, how much, how

is warm
All the pretty girls pass by in a storm
The sun beats down on the day
Melts all your troubles away

Dreaming of sunny California
Where the sky

It's another sunny day in Californ-i-a
Every day I pray I never break in this game
Trust in the OG's in this race imma finish
Counting up my

Santa’s stuck on Rodeo Drive
It’s Christmas in California
Reindeers flyin’ by the 405




Making a wish upon the Hollywood sign
Do they know it’s Christmas

In California

N.W.A

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998

1999

Watchin' as the cops pass by
Smokin' fire homey I ain't lyin'
Who the man from Long Beach, California to Japan
Rockin' like wonder MC homey without a band

in Florida, yeah
She singin' Hotel California

We gonna ball, yeah we gonna ball
I'm on my own, all on my own (yeah)
Don't try to play me now

California raised ya
You're looking good, girl, huh, shakin' what your mama gave ya
You know it's alright 'cause we all naughty by nature
It's a good night

California, California, California, southern California
California, southern California, my California King

Yah, yah, yah, yah, my basic doctrine

Survival 1st

C-BO

Master P Presents...West Coast Bad Boyz II

1997

[Chorus]
California's the state where punk niggas die. 
First thought be survival every mornin' when I rise. 
So many murders and homicides in

Tape from California [Live]

Phil Ochs

Farewells & Fantasies

1997

of a movie star walked by
He must have been high

Sorry I can't stop and talk now
I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow
But I'll send you a tape from California

the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.

We can

From mountains high to valleys low
They speak the name of Jaimie-O
Who with his pa
 went searching for that gold in
Old California by riverboat

swell gonna take it to the shoreline maybe i'm still, taken with you but i aint gonna be ya runner up and i don't wanna stay in touch, california, oh

Tape from California

Phil Ochs

The War Is Over: The Best of Phil Ochs

1988

stop and talk now
       D
I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow
         C          G             A      E
But I'll send you a tape from California

New

and child must be leaving soon
Last minute lessons today
Another boat leaves searching for friendly's and

I have been touched by the california gray

liberty
And those memories
Memories of California
And those memories
Memories of California
Filming TV shows down by the beach
That cute girl her number's