Bài hát California (feat. Ricco Barrino) Báo Lỗi

Bankroll Mob

Okay okay

You know, you know

Well I be

Bumping California Love

On the West Side

Thanking God for the weed

Women, and the sunshine

Dumb hot

Out on Sunset

Blowing kush

From the one time

You get a contact

Catch ya ass at the red light

Wanna run at 'em

Sideways in a Hellcat

On some run flat

By the way I

Never seen a better view

Not in Malibu

Bunch of bad bitches

Naked in the swimming pool

Hear the waves crashing

Playing spades in the living room

Sound like a Doggystyle interlude

Kurupt Gotti

Ni--a where the gas at?

Moon rock got me acting like

I never had shit

From Bankhead

To a Hollywood address

Same ni--a tho

One on one get your ass kicked

Respect it more than a tad bit

Every hood every set though

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

They show me love in California

I flew a bitch

From the A to California

And I be smoking

On the best loud in California

Ayy California, oh California

I swear

I got to get back to that

Place to smoke on that Cali

Palm trees in the air

The top pushed back

Blowing smoke out the

Roof cookies to be exact

I'm always in Cali

Cause this is where it's at

Bitches, bud, good weather

What you know bout that

Where all the fly bitches

Ride Benzs and Beamers

They either wanna be an actress

Or a singer

I'm at the strip club on Sunset

Throwing singles

With this bad bitch from Compton

Pouring lean up

Breaking down backwoods

Rolling gasoline up

Left the Laugh Factory

Pulled up in Inglewood

I fuck with some crips

And I fuck with some bloods

And I fuck with some esé

My stash house in the Valley

Welcome to my palace

Just went and killed

Two shows out in Dallas

Selling OG from LA and

Crates from the Bay

Stay getting that work in California

And all the killers

They show me love in California

I flew a bitch

From the A to California

And I be smoking

On the best loud in California

Ayy California, oh California

I swear

I got to get back to that

Place to smoke on that Cali

You know I gotta show

The West love

I had to take a trip to Cali

For the best bud

I been chilling with the goons

Yeah the real thugs

Went to Sacramento ni--a

Met a real plug

I said I'm looking for the gas

Where the kill at

Want the strong gotta go

Where the hill at

I met a bad bopper

Chilling out in Frisco

Like to sip the

Lime-a-ritas and the sisco

I hopped my ass on the

101 and headed north

And when I hit the hill I found

What I was looking for

I'm feeling like a leprechaun

With a pot of gold

Bags of the gas yeah the

Colonel got a soul

I fly a bitch from the

A with 100 racks

Put her ass in a rental

Told her run it back

Fly another bitch

In with 200 more

Welcome to California

The State of gold

Stay getting that work in California

And all the killers

They show me love in California

I flew a bitch

From the A to California

And I be smoking

On the best loud in California

Ayy California, oh California

I swear

I got to get back to that

Place to smoke on that Cali

Somebody fly me out to 'Frisco

Oakland, San Jose, or Vallejo

Shout out to EPA, Sacramento

Where they keep a ni--a

Laced with all the good smoke

I wanna fly out to LA

Meet a bad little honey

With a pretty face

I wanna slide out to Inglewood

Long Beach where it feels good

Compton where the hell you at

Show me love we be

Looking for the loud packs

Shout out to South Central

Shout out to Watts

Where the killers

Always got my back

I wanna chill out in Fresno

I wanna go to San Diego

I got to get back to that

Place to smoke on that Cali