EASTWOOD - California lyrics

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California, California,

California Dreams, we ballin on the Westside,

Muthaf-ckers know how we ride,

California swag throw ya rags out

It stunt like this

California Dreams on the Westside,

Muthf-ckers know how we ride,

California swag throw ya rags out

Throw ya rags out,..

If it ain't got a black rag tied to it, I'm too gutter for it,

SooWoo crip be the one sh-t I'm all for it,

I got love for the streets, they love a n-gga back,

Posted in the hood at the weed spot gettin tatts,

Hoopty's on they Chris Brown sh-t,

Like East gimme that,

I don't need no ice in my cup they make the Remy flat,

Haha, you ballers trickin on the wrong sh-t,

The same broads you tryna wife up she be on my d-ck,

Time is money so I got me a watch,

I call it tricks cause it got different colour stones through the rocks,

So look the Mr underrated slash everybody's favourite

Suckers MC's hate it, I spit it like the greatest,

This California with fly women and bomb smoke

Land of the palm trees, gang banging and liquor stores,

You frontin on this new West sh-t let it go,

We jus tryna ride and give the streets what they rep for,

If it ain't got a red rag tied to it, I ain't f-ckin with it,

SooWoo to the death I just grab my dutch and lit it,

If I talk it I live it, the flow so exquisite,

It's like Machievelli paid the young Homie a visit,

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Who is it trumped up on them thirties, black Escalades truck,

And I'm still riding dirrty ayyy,

That's the sound of a mad man,

Old English bottle brown paper bag, damnnn,

N-gga it's 09, I'm gon grind,

Holla at my PO I'm blowing haze and he don't mind,

Got Cali on lock n-gga,

You better go dig up Pac n-gga,

The whole World know I took 5 shots

And got walked into county jail by 25 cops yeah,

Better close your mouth before I close your eyes,

It's California n-gga I'm supposed to ride,