Lyrics:
to the left, live in the flesh
Four niggas throwing up the West
Out of the dark alleys of Californ-I-A
Bow wow wow, yippie yo, yippie yay
Where the G's
the nation
I've got a plan for all the minorities
Send'em to the California Youth Authorities
From San Francisco Urban Elementary
To Pelican Bay State
the nation
I've got a plan for all the minorities
Send'em to the California Youth Authorities
From San Francisco Urban Elementary
To Pelican Bay State
where else but here
I’ll take ya down to…
California
California
California
California
California
California
California
California
I hit the road just
told you fe check i connection
Charty told you fe check i connection
My youth, go deh now fe check it again
Charty told you fe check i connection
Charty
boy ya free paper bum it's called I got connections, like Poonanny to erections
I saw selected sets son for my selection stretchin' sections etchin'
Take a long drive with me
On california one, california one
And the road a-winding goes
From golden gate to roaring cliff-side
And the light is
connection, zero chemistry
Zero connection, zero chemistry
Zero connection, zero chemistry
Thanks for the memories
And we wait for a sign that you're still one
the strangest groove that I have ever known
All the youth seekers come to California
Following the fountain in their mind
San Francisco
Catch a cable car
the strangest groove that I have ever known
All the youth seekers come to California
Following the fountain in their mind
San Francisco
Catch a cable car
been here, the beats been knockin'
Nate Dogg doin' his thing, DPG still poppin'
I got California Love, fuckin' bitches to that 'Pac shit
And Westside
been here, the beats been knockin'
Nate Dogg doin' his thing, DPG still poppin'
I got California Love, fuckin' bitches to that 'Pac shit
And Westside
Wasted youth
Wasted youth
Wasted youth
Wasted youth
Wasted youth
Wasted youth
Literally who gives a fuck
One two three four
Yeah here we go
Just lose
been here, the beats been knockin'
Nate Dogg doin' his thing, DPG still poppin'
I got California Love, fuckin' bitches to that 'Pac shit
And Westside
tried to turn the radio up but you still fell asleep
We had no money when we left LA but
But what more do I need?
I was California dreaming
I was
to California from the all flames and fumes
I be pressing the keys just like pianists’ do
I’m managed fool, a man with truth
Hungrier than all famine youth, my
the strangest groove that I have ever known
All the youths seekers come to California
Following the fountain in their mind
San Francisco, catch a cable car
Nothing's more rigged than happiness
Flowers no one picks
California poppy, California poppy
California poppy, California poppy
Every new shore's
to your youth
Grasp at straws to find some relevance
ccross the street your neighbors in a tent
California sober and you're in the tank
Eternally
getting richer
Worried about your money
You ain't worried bout your people
The fans all adore you
Y'all "the voice of the youth"
2Pac paved the road
None
I found this corner in my mind
A homage to youth and days gone by
Those memories that got left behind
Now have a purpose and a life
Maybe we could
(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)
I see them niggas
You see them niggas?
I see them niggas
Look at them niggas just waitin' to hate
(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)
I see them niggas
You see them niggas?
I see them niggas
Look at them niggas just waitin' to hate
California (We La Gente) lyrics by Rafael Bustamante Sarria
We are La Gente, you know it make sense, 'Cause we speaking from the struggle of our own
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