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on the radio (Police can't help you no) Guns they go hard in L.A. This is not a playground Wrong time wrong place You wouldn't make it in Los Angeles
don't blame you Lord knows I don't blame you I hate California One more beach day come and gone And by the time you've finished gazing
to your lair Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war Those who were sold out by a corporate board Carry the casket Never mind the gun spray
leccare il culo Senza nessuno attorno Dentro nel quartiere c'è chi impara A fare questi soldi senza pala Ma sempre con la para I miei Guns Cresciuti senza
California, hottest thing in west L.A. House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay Drives a maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene Loves to be
fucked with me California eyes are a death witch from design You really fucked with me La, la la la la La la la la la, la la La, la la la la La la
asked me for my bread I paid him two bits, then I pumped him full of lead I got my Colt Forty Five, right by my side I'm the California Kid, I hope
Yeah let's get it (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Run little piggy, run little piggy I don't wanna die by a piggy Run up off his gun run little
[The Game] You see that cherry red phantom on them big ass wheels See I be playin' with them cars I'm like a big ass kid Crazy with that cap gun
Oh California I thought I warned ya I thought I told ya Get out by morning My Chevy Nova Ya left in Colorado Empty bottles That cassette of 'Dublin
their winds across the mountains A life that's never safe and dry Rodeos and riding high Ladies and their men get by On six-guns and white
for Tookie Roll a California blunt and keep watchin' a movie Inspired by this gangbangin' shit since I was two I brought the West coast back, what
or Shootin' a or at the park Doin' it after dark You heard me? Doin' it after dark Uh, LA (Los Angeles) , Californi-i-a (California) City of ballers,
so cautiously R.I.P to the soldiers resting in peace Got the world on my shoulder the rest is on me Sometimes I feel like Akon when I rode by my lonely
Live that Reggie Miller life Man, I'm feelin just so alive A city with gold skies It will have you hypnotized LA Oh, these California nights The feeling
Pedal drücke Dann in deine Gegend fahre, die Gewehre lade Den Mercedes parke, Feuerregen aus der Ak spitte, was Bitches? Live by the Gun, die by
above, regular Regulate the talk on every topic, reassure It'll resonate, that ain't nobody touchin my tier A Day in LA posted his top 25 in the city
always be a trap, nigga I got to I'ma always keep a strap, nigga I got to Got a new plug in California, nigga get the Cali bud by the Bundle nigga 1
Four kings Big SLAP music (yeah, let it slap) From LA to NC, around the globe The Weatherman predict it, shhhh uh, rain! You can act like the best
of boats and people, (guns.) And surrounded by cars. This opening is just the beginning.... Of something people will want a Sunday drive through, for
la la la Anytime (anytime) anyplace I keep one with me (Powder) la la la la la la la la la la Real California gangsta is what I claim to be But
Dear California L.A. to San Francisco Running down the west coast in a blink By the pacific Tales of an untold story Wait for a gypsy or a queen Dear
Just passing by So hold it down Right now And let's go ridin This for my home that I adore Oh yea sweet California With your sunshine rays
to show how to get through She been in Miami-Dade county Baby, why you go Florida without me? I'ma go to California, LA county Im about to find myself if I
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