Lyrics:
believed it
Was California Dreamin'
Was cheated
Those looks were so deceiving
A seamstress
A tailor fitted demon
I'm bleeding
Got blood stains where I'm
get my currency in stacks
California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder by
I got shot but didn't die
Let 'em see who's next
a breakthrough
Yeah, yeah, I agree, let's imagine that we do
There's so many, so many possibilities for it to be rhymed easily
Faces I've never seen
fuck her from the back
I get my currency in stacks
California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die
LEFT HAND FROM THE LEFT SHOULDER
TO THE HEART-Uh
Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore...
NOBODY can DANCE like STUDEBAKER HOCH! So many rumors
room for so many more (room for so many more, room for so many more)
Wake up in the morning, don't know if you're coming back!
When we took
I lost it all at 22
Figured I don’t need to get high to get by
Now I wonder why so many do
Cuz you met someone, didn’t you?
Spent your life gettin
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we shine we're
of ammo
'Cause when I'm out in the streets, I'm on point, where the static?
Too many done died from semis, so now we automatic
I disappear whenever
colours
Know she got em
But they implicit
I'll admire them
As we travel cities
So many places to visit
In her Honda Civic
No place to stay
Fuck it we'll
California's hot
Christian conservatives in my classroom
Talking 'bout some classical piece, lemme put a
Piece to your head, so I can hear you scream, no please
so approach with fear, cause
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big
California dreams
or American get-rich-schemes for us
we rich in love and trust
because our treasure chest is each other.
We're rich because we're sister
Take me back to California
To those crystal neon signs
The traveling sensation
I'm blinded by the light
There are eyes on every corner
Blow your
I met this girl when I was 9 years old
And what I love most
She had so much soul
My head was movin'
Body groovin'
I just couldn't control
It was
brother, he got jammed up by them boys that's wearin' blue
They done killed so many kids, they carry guns that they can't shoot
Now his mama cryin', her baby
of ammo
'Cause when I'm out in the streets, I'm on point, where the static?
Too many done died from semis, so now we automatic
I disappear whenever
those words to sing along
I'm fresh yea fresh as that
So dang fresh I know the deal
I'm from Oakland, California the big O-town
Too $hort Too $hort I'm
I'm bustin' Too $hort rhymes
Unless it's bout millions I ain't tryin' to do time
It's like everyday is Saturday
So many bitches let me have my way
of ammo
'Cause when I'm out in the streets, I'm on point, where the static?
Too many done died from semis, so now we automatic
I disappear whenever
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
Life’s too short
To play games
Who are mine
I need to know what is real
So I don’t waste my time
Giving my love
To someone that’s cool
Cause I plan to give
Tolerate drama, queen, that is a no-no
Suitin' and booted, I'm playin' fuckin' Halo
You niggas so dumb, bitch, I'm tellin' my Beyonce
Love Jay-Z, but shit
got it going on
With that candy paint plus that ???
So many woofers in the trunk sound like an army tank
I'm from that Richmond 23rd street army
So
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