Lyrics:
are slow and guns are fast
Best believe that, soul rebel be that
Vibin' high by the oceanside
Well twist it up and pass it my way
Left hand sideways
Secret Santa
While I grant your wishes
California love got us hugging and kissing under the mistletoe
Relax by the fire smoking medicinal
Real love since
Sheesh!
One time for the West Coast
LA, the Bay, from Sacramento out to San Diego, California
Stay getting that work in California
And all the killers
ba baa, do do do do do do , la la la la la la ,
ohhh ohh wee-ohh, ba ba ba ba ba baa-aaa aaa aaa
The state of California (yes) consumes more water
verse
Converse with the worst til one
Of our gun burst callin Archurelli
Tell him niggas in one hearse
'Cus Compton ain't like the city of commerce
No
guard... and finishing
("That's enough overdramatics. Give me that gun before someone gets hurt.
Stand by...")
With, uh, the beach woman clad in
Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible
Oh California, oh California, I wanna smoke there
That marijuana, in California, oh hallelujah, nothing else compares
Oh oh oh oh California
Oh
Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible
Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible
by LA
California, summer holiday
Everybody's surfing down by LA
California, summer holiday
Everybody's surfing down by LA
California, summer
know you in the best
From Santa Monica, to East LA
Compton, Inglewood
It's all love everyday
Take me to California
California
Take me to California
another day
(just another day)
A.K. gun play
(A.K. gun play)
La to the bay
(la to the bay)
Living life in California
And Jay-Z can rap about
tryna hitch a ride to the golden state
Stop by Hollywood and then hit LA
First class, straight path, and I won't even rest
Till I see my Cali queen
a gangsta bitch to take the
Dope and hop the fence
Might die on the freeway
Hey, much love to the he way, aye
Watch you know about LA?
(Welcome to California
California let
Me see those hands
South Central we don’t stop
East LA we won’t stop
Jay rock, K Dot nigga piss yo pants
(where we from) California let
Me see
lowrider
In the city chasing bags so I can cash out on these gold wires
I just stay in my lane just tryna make a way and be a provider
This California living
to grown ups
Shawty she showed up
She know how we glowed up
She blow cause she know we gon' blow up
Living in California
Yea Yea them LA Days
LA Days LA
But don't play it sweet, or get took off
Y'all know the time, it's time to get ill
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
Oooh, LA ' Cal-Iforn-ia
Oooh, LA '
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 top
Talking getting topped off with my top back
By a bad bottom bitch
Telling suckas top that
I'm a West Side Long Beach California Native
Fuck what you
Roach coach Mexican horn
Singing "La Cucaracha"
Suede face, beggin' for bones
Won't stop till he's got ya
Surfer-boy, skating to Hell
Be home by
When you sing "la, la, la, la, la"
Stoner Hate has got your back
California's been invaded by a hippy psychopath
When you sing "la, la, la, la, la
lonely even though
I stay with homies
But, damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some
Money just to hold me
I don't trust
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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