Lyrics:
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
raided the dope spot, eight year old kid got shot
'Cause they mistook his BB gun for a Glock
And I ain't forgot about the homie Lano
He got killed by
raided the dope spot, eight year old kid got shot
'Cause they mistook his BB gun for a Glock
And I ain't forgot about the homie Lano
He got killed by
[Chorus]
So much drama in northern California
'Cause killa kali is the state for the drive-by*
Such a scandalous day but I love the place
That's why I
THE STARS FELL ON CALIFORNIA
High on North Doheny, lookin down over the Sunset Way
L.A glowed, so pretty
my imagination ran away
Santa Anna winds
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Remix, remix, remix, remix
[Verse 23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York
The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up
Hands down, can't
I'm Feeling so numb
You got me in my lonesome
I hit a home run
The California gold rush
Now I'm Feeling so numb
I'm feeling so numb
I got my own gun
the man when I roll through
With the whole crew, California views
Check the attitude, about respect here
Gun smoke polluting the atmosphere
We keep
21
Stop by and have some fun
Say how ya doin', ya old son of a gun
Look at a photograph
Lord, don't it make you laugh
For all these changes
need to scream and shout
Yeah
All I know is when it rains it pours
Poppin' bottles in the club, from LA to Georgia
Shawty do her thing when she down
been here the beats been knockin'
Nate Dogg doin' his thing DPG still poppin'
I got California love fuckin' bitches to that Pac shit
And Westside
Hot California Nights All alone in L.A.
The streets are streams of worn out dreams and hopes of yesterday
Where are you Hollywood Queen Vanished
Sto sognando Cali, California
Meglio l'umiltà o l'ego da rockstar?
Un angelo senz'ali, in California
Cerco verità, la leggenda resterà
Storie nate
in LA
Until Malibu starts snowing
Till hell freezes over
Baby I’ll be waiting for ya
Till it’s cold in California
I bet your riding Ventura with
deep inside
Of my soul
Now I'm on the path that I need
Last year LA was hard to find
Now I'm standing by the Hollywood sign
Reality starts in my mind
LA LA
LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA
Seeking for my Dah Dah
Dilly Dallying In California
Admitting my needs, while on my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
to everybody from RBL
Richmond, California to the motherfuckin' Hills
To L.A. to San Diego to Frisco
Fresno, Watts to Oakland, Inglewood
Oakdale, Sacramento,
Yosemite
California's cannibus chance dodging felonies
Melt my trees with heat. Guns the remedy
Do what I do? You might panic and call emergency
(Evidence)
California, California, California, southern California
California, southern California, my California King
Yah, yah, yah, yah, my basic doctrine
But he's talkin' about, "I wanna see you deceased"
No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place
project doors
La Vida Loca, Mi Familia, estas loca
Don't fuck around with no snitch mayates,
I got this bitch ass on check with the Cuete en tu cabeza
You think Oakland California is a city of punks
It only takes a second, to pop the trunk
And just like that you know it's real
You're in the right
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