Lyrics:
With those Malibu eyes
Yeah, that Hollywood smile
California girls
Oh, never go out, never go out of style
Ooh, L.A. woman
That's gotta be
Bitch, yeah, ha
Compton most wanted
Haunted by the ghost of the dead
Climbing out the casket
With a bullet in the head
All blue, all red, smothers
Finger on the pump, make the 6 straight jump from SoCal
Hollywood to the slums
Chronic smoke get burnt by the California sun
On the West Side, East
happens on sunset
Stays on sunset
Got the whole strip throwin' up dubs
And since Pac died
It ain't been no california love
LA, ghost ride ya whips
California
Driving down the Blvd to the 101.
Heading west the the coast can't wait to see the sun.
In La I live with my son, he's my little one it's
California, smelling like the weed man
La la la la
I got a lot of, so go and take a hit
Drip, one sip from the fifth
I ain't seen nothing girl, plead
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
to feel that ocean breeze
And the sunshine on my skin
Well I'm leaving in the morning
My shot gun rider's by my side
I'm headed for the West coast
Where
the beach
Out in California
California, ayy
She wanna come to California, yeah
Come to California, ayy
I'm from the Northside of the state
Cal Bears,
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
ain't got
I still need somebody I can cling to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to L.A., we'll live forever
Cause California life alone is just
And all that I ain't got I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to L.A. to live forever
California life alone is just too hard
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
California, smelling like the weed man
La la la la
I got a lot of, so go and take a hit
Drip, one sip from the fifth
I ain't seen nothing girl, plead
California, smelling like the weed man
La la la la
I got a lot of, so go and take a hit
Drip, one sip from the fifth
I ain't seen nothing girl, plead
With no ride on foot nasa high
Putting our thumbs to the sky
Passing by starring at the rear end of life
Passing you by with a forty five
Gun powder
to the pulpit
Blue rag "S" hat gold on my neck fat
Gun case catch that cause neighborhood I rep that
Bust heads, peel caps, cook coke, sell crack
Hit
Berry
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound and rode him
Into Raleigh and on across Caroline
We
doubt, I'm living it
Been claiming the set since the year found Snoop innocent
Slanging hard rock when the rap game was ran by Timberlands
Deport ya
on staring
Pretty girls by the ocean side
Softly refuse to shine
Tasties on your mind
California knows how to party indeed
In the city of la
They say
for me, yeah
[Verse 1: The Game]
I swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take
day
And im a mess and im afraid
Of what he's gonna say
Never leaving california
Never gonna make a mess out of me
I'm never leaving california
Turn me
leaving L.A.
On a cloudy day
Pushing the crowd away
You gonna get away today
An you turn on your radio
An let the wind blow
With your rock n roll
When I was a kid, I rode crates on a skate
And I ate everything mama put on my plate
Niggas walked around packin' BB guns
Knock on your door
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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