Lyrics:
[Verse]
In the land of sunshine, where the palm trees sway
California dreamin', training all day
Throwin' punches, grappling on the mat
Jiu-jitsu
Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a busload of tourists
Shiny shell suits on and drinking
Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a busload of tourists
Shiny shell suits on and drinking
to California
Let's take it New York and meet a gang of New Yorkers
Cause I love 'em all
In and out of the mall
In and out of some cars, that I, just barely
with a gun
We live by a code fuck around and you done
I’m riding round da country all day
I’m havin fun
Yea nigga here I come
I’m Just riding no
straight from California, smelling like the weed man
La la la la la la
I got a lighter, so go and take that hip deep
One, drip send for the fifth
Girl, I
Pay us, no more waiting times up run, run, run
Politician aiming guns what in the thuggery
In southern California dazed
Stacking up green then blow it
a gun behind Neptune's net.
Killed a man I don't know what the fuss is
I'm just looking for some California justice
Took off in the mustang for
Coffee Creamer Jalopy
Words and Music by Russell Okinaka
Verse 1
(Section B)
Hey lookie here, Hey lookie there,
See everybody has to stop and stare
you gangbanging let me see credentials
And when I pull this gun out you know how this go
Started with a dollar and a dream!
(Look at me now, look at me
on the keys
Homie show'em what you do
I'm going back to Cali
Cuz I ain't ever left
California residents
Throw up your sets
East La baby
That's where i'm from
It's that California lovin
From Daygo to Pomona
It's that California lovin
L.A. to the bay
It's that California lovin
This west coast for life
It's
motherfuckers
'fore they smash me, I'm a California rider
I'm a West coast rider, California rider
An Eastside, L.A., South Central rider
{?} rider, spit it how
Just came back from California
It's gettin mighty warm there by the way
No climate change, no climate change
But hey didn't they warn ya
Mass
me e della Luna
Con quel cervello da gatto non parlo di te
Perché ti darei importanza ma tu parli di me
E ci vuoi perder la faccia
La violenza non fa
though, it's never enough
10 milli on, that's a must, living in California
Everybody wanna visit for (Women, weed and weather)
They come for (Women, weed
living in California
Everybody wanna visit for (women, weed and weather)
They come for (women, weed and weather)
(For the women, weed and weather)
From
later bye
Haven't been myself cause focused on getting paper
Music bumpin loud but i make wake up my neighbors
She from California LA where she like
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
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
to yo block, I'm thugged out
I'm realizin' its some soljas Down South
Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga
Affiliated with guns, gang bangers that
still out
Thought it woulda left my way by now
California
Somewhere on the 405
Long beach nights and LA skies
Until then I'll buy my time
California
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