![]() ![]() we wearing Chucks not Ballys (yeah, that’s right)ĭressed in Locs and Khaki suits, and ride is what we doįlossing, but have caution: we collide with other crews Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die The life of a Westside player where cowards die and the strong ball Soon as I step on the scene, I’m hearing hoochies screaming Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreaming Throw up a finger if you feel the same wayĬalifornia knows how to party (Yes, they do) Your city is the bomb if your city making pay Now it’s ’95 and they clock me and watch meĭiamonds shining, looking like I robbed Liberace I been in the game for 10 years making rap tunes Lean mean money-making-machines serving fiends The state where you never find a dance floor emptyĪnd pimps be on a mission for them greens We in that sunshine state where the bomb-ass hemp be ![]() Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest ![]() Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild westĪ state that’s untouchable like Eliot Ness ![]()
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