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with a freaky tail
About a clique who's deep as hell
Chamdin
Alwayz been
True to the m-a-double s
The group you don't test
We come like g's we

Every Dog Has His Day

Crips

Bangin' on Wax: The Best of the Crips

their daughters like a Watts Loc Vietnam?
Leavin' a killa dead bodies nigga dressed in red
But that's O-K a motherfucker look better dead
CAlifornia

This Is Northern Cali

Woodie

Demonz N My Sleep

2001

bang in east bay it's a G thing
Punks saying salutation while taking lives with no delay
Feel me its west coast the left coast no test wit killer Cali

and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) chases only, 
women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me
Lyrically fictive (?) be the loc'est

it started in their place
Not their fault that it spread into the states
Stop the hate
Stop the hate

Listen 
To this little story
In California

don't matter what I spend, money dies in the end
(Money dies in the end)
Money dies in the end, in the end

I ain't playin' test my patience
All you

abaixo de Gana
Fez um homem branco inventa o diploma
Só pra não encostar na lama
Essa eu pensei na Califórnia
Li num para-lama

Às vezes 'to meio pá,

me shiver?
Yo - Denial's not just a river

I'm Hesta Prynn won't set up a list
And the mess that I made
Put my shit to the test
Try your best, I'm

All my bitches go to college, ain't nobody finna test me
I got all the flavors, smell the deuce inside the backseat
All of them call me Greedy, when I

ahead and test
Kinda like ninth grade when
Ugly bitches grew breasts kinda
I'm Waldo Find them soul
California rush I got a heart made of gold
At the end

many years your junior
"Many many years your junior" boy, say it with your chest
Banana tailpipe BS gets you an F on this test
Banana in the tailpipe? Yo

c'est pas d'la caille
Gros coup d'batte ou coup d'raquette
C'est l'rétine des racailles
Hatay on rase les murs du tiekson
Viens nous nous test tu

coup d'raquette
C'est l'régime des racailles
Hataye on rase les murs du tiekson
Viens pas nous test tu t'mangeras des coups
D'bouteilles gros ou des

walk to this 
G walk but stay color blind nigga get the gist 
Fuck Willy Lynch the busta aint a potna of mine 
up in these California Streets got

the smoke
All this California
Green that we be growing
In this hot box
Cheech and Chong
We be blowing
Hitting like a mfa keep em all Choking
Focus on this

a pearl blunt on the California coast
These niggas test my sins
But they old testaments
Came back from Texas smelling like
Some Fendi breath mints
Called up

Un giorno o l’altro mi ci affogherò
Però baby giuro starе con te
È un testacoda sopra un benz
Crash test mi ci schianto ancora
Ho borse sotto gli

Where my money run at we taxing by the gram 
where my money run at we taxing by the gram 

I stand a chance at the test of time 
they cant stand me

(Iliassopdebeat)
Rare jongen met een shotgun

Ik ga niet te veel takkie
Ninja Kawasaki
Shit dat is een makkie, net een California Maki
Ik ben

up (uh)
Praise to my maker, got that Hindu guap
Only rings from a pharaoh, better be King Tut
Gully Gang in the sling, fucker test your luck
When

not a test
It's that realer from the West named Baby S
And I got the gangsta gangsta hit
Makin lil' busters wanna write and other brothers fight
But

dans les soirées select
Le 357 collé aux tablettes
Le premier qui veut test ou se mesurer
Aura l'droit à une dinguerie à censurer
Démesurée a la moindre

see success
So many beat to death, so many people left
With the mark of the beast
Can't cheat the test
You bear the mark, I bear the mark
With the blood

P.O.W.'s

Necro

Sabacolypse: A Change Gon' Come

2004

Nuclear frost California first to break off
Space cowboys 30 cc's ready for take off
Lieutenants tank holdin my rank we climb sky ports
Islamic amputees