Lyrics:
the upper hand and still play by the book
The truth? It's always the last place you look.
That's right here
(Iriscience)
Uh-oh. You feel that? That's
never do
But I wish someone had a talked to me like I wanna talk to you
Ooh I've been to Georgia and California, oh, anywhere I could run
Took
living green and private don't
Usually appreciate a lot of fluttering flags and cartwheeling clowns.
(THERE ARE 17 MILLION ADULTS IN CALIFORNIA
Lots of folks back east they say
Leaving home most every day
Beating the hot old dusty way
To the California line
'Cross the desert sands
so innocent darling
We used to talk 'til the morning
You and I (you and I)
We had the mixtape on every weekend (on every weekend)
Had it
a little somethin', somethin'
Gonna get a little good time, comin'
Gonna hit the weekend, runnin'
Cause, this ain't no everyday night
I'm talking,
so innocent darling
We used to talk 'til the morning
You and I (you and I)
We had the mixtape on every weekend (on every weekend)
Had it
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Everybody here ain't from here
But we're here doin' our thing
Lettin' go a little, little by little
Sippin' on a frozen drink
Tiki bars tik'n,
What you gonna do when I come around
When I decide to stop on by
What you gonna say when you next to me
When I'm kissing you when we get freaky
How
City life was getting us down so we spent a weekend out town
Pitched our tent on a patch of ground down by the river
Lit a fire and drank some wine
Welcome to the ghetto
Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
a radioactive dildo
That’s what they call an ill rap these days
I'm cancer, herpes, Satan
And the clap these days
Live by the California code
Crips in the whip
Well, I'm driving down the road, got miles to go
This load, I'm taking my time
I got a lady by my side, I found hitching a ride
That was standing by
Euro Cutlasses, 'Lacs dippin', swervin', niggas still servin'. Yea thru the valley of death best keep your wheels turning. Look and learn, tweed burn by
Nowy rok i nowy ja (mm)
Wreszcie wciąż ta sama twarz
W głowie knuję nowy plan
Zacznę od jutra
Od jutra California
We włosach piach, ze szczęścia łzy
Od
Oh she wanted the sunshine
But sometimes it's gonna rain
What's the harm in something with a little more?
California daydream
Wishing I could win
Baccwood 7grams 30 laying in the blam
By myself is how I stand I dont need a nigga hand
Im da muthafuccn man
Mr do what I want niggas do what they can
Higher
life, how we riding on our enemies
When I roll up, fresh pair of Js on
I be like "Hold up" Rest In Peace to Nate Dogg
This aint that California love It's
out of big game
I roll em thick I am not playin'
Roll that bih right and it hit like a train
I'm smokin' that shit out the big bag
Rolled by the law in
Early morning, rise and shine, on my way now
And I just pass them by
California, summertime, wish I knew you
'Cause it's so cold outside
And I just
her nasty lies
Oh, the rain is pourin'
Watch mother's tears fall from the skies
Oh, the day gets borin'
When nothing'll catch you by surprise
Oh,
upstream
That's when LA had water
Now the river concrete
First colonized by the Spaniards
They sent missionaries
Most mestizo or mulatto
Means Europe was
right
By eight o'clock tonight
There'll be a girl in it
And he'll put on a slow one
She'll play hard to get
Make him work all night
For that
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