Lyrics:
Went to a party in West LA
Wanna learn a new dance, that's what you say
Well, here's a new dance
That can't be matched
So just step to the floor
And all that I ain't got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone is just too hard
da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da HEY
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
The hypocrites in office just sit by
Laughing
survivor by my calculations
Tryna ride my wave
Tell them Cowabunga
Smoking good
I'm in California
Showing loves to the Hoover Crips as I pass the Gunja
In
stage in California
>From the Sick Syde that's right we put it on ya
[Kemo]
Si no abuandan se espantan why corren como el coyote
Pero los veo yo en la
Ain't teach me how to shave
Ain't teach me how to drive
Only showed me how to hold a loaded gun and to survive
Read between the lines
Yo bro is
Let's cut the pie five ways
We came off with two mil, kid
Noodles
Fast
Rollie Fingers, no doubt, coming through
La Cosa Nostra
Johnny Blaze
Lou
place by the sea, California girls make me sweat in this heat
You know how it be, I just swing to the beat, Moving back and forth, I shuffle my feet
I
Faccio crack
La mia schiena che si rompe
Oh shit
Dormo ancora con le carogne
Scheletro, le ossa
Fossile, mi evolvo
Sdradico radici
Ho il nome sopra
to California
Go down to L.A.
We'll be by the ocean-side
And bright lights to stay up
Through the night
Let's follow the moon
Let's cross the sea
Let's try
Calling this hybrid home now
Is this the afterlife
If this what heaven’s like
Calling this hybrid home now
LaZboy recliner spliffs fronto in my paper
Tryna
Because of you
La da da
Where will I
In California I bought me a Porsche
Because it was pretty I called her Maybelline
I was driving my red car was
the morning see the L.A. sunrise
Every time I see it can't stop thinking 'bout your eyes
Sitting on the roof watching the stars go by
We were buried in
I've lost or found
And all that I ain't got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone
On the walls where the shells were kept
In the corridors young children run
And shout out the barrels of the guns
La guerre c'est fini pour moi
La guerre ne
and l.a.
We come to fuck shit up like broke levays
Got a california bitch I swear she a medic
Sometimes she give me head and just git rid of my headache
Pull
morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain't have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, California, I'm living, make me feel like I done made it, rich enough to go fuck hoes
And go restaurant,
to show how to get through
She been in Miami-Dade county
Baby, why you go Florida without me?
I'ma go to California, LA county
Im about to find myself if I
Air Force Ones
Til the, feds come get me air out guns
From the, P H I LL Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
I'm on the block til the pack
unit
Catch me by myself
I'm only sayin' bullshit
I don't switch up, I won't change
You gonn' have to catch my
Body to sell my brain
An' that's simply
Air Force Ones
Til the, feds come get me air out guns
From the, P H I LL why, to the, L be see to see P T, uh
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
I'm on the block til
be a painter man
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we
Yeehaw (Silver City)
Yeahaw (New Mexico)
Yeehaw (LA)
Yeehaw (California)
Little shorty bad, and she know it
Freaky little bird and she aint afraid
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