Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Rob - California

[Lil` Rob Talking]
Southern California
Home of low-ridin`
Gang-bangin` and shit
California

[Chorus](Lil` Rob)
I was raised in the streets of California
(Southern California, home of car-hoppin` and
bomb-droppin`
West coast pop lockin`, walkin` how we`re talkin`)
I was raised in the streets of California
(I was raised in Californ-I-A
Where homeboys die everyday over some shit they say)

[Verse 1]
I`ve always been down with hydros
And cholos, the low-lows
The six-threes, the six-fours
The rucas with no clothes
Used to drop the two-door
Gang-bang in a four door
Puttin` bullet holes
In the doors of a Ford Explorer
Hard-core, and I got more and more
Where that came from?
Welcome to my kingdom
The streets are my freedom
I need em`, I feed em`, I feedback
They need that, like I need my weed sack
Take a toque, wacha
Where were we at?
Oh, California the golden state
Controllin` states, pushin` weight
Where vatos like me hallucinate
Double up while you fumble up
Fuckin` up, you fuckin` punk
If there`s no room
Then we`ll stick em` by the fuckin` pump

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Slippin` and dippin`, grippin` the wheel
Lockin` it up
Dump the back corner
Pop the front one up
Put the convertable top down
It`s too good to stop now
This California livin`
Smoke up on the ceilin`
Party at the roof, off the hook
Got every drug up in the book
You don`t believe me
See for yourself and take a closer look
Low rider car shows
Hoppin` till the truck blows
Catch me at the bar
Havin` a drink with my uncles
Pacifico with no lime
That`s what I drink at all times
Creased up Davis`
I`m always out like where the pavement is
I come from the underground
The underground like where the basement is
It`s California, people have a hard time facin` it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Lowrider bicycles, tricycles
Cold as icycles
Smokin` chronic shit
So high, you would think my eyes are closed
I got my eyes on those
Who be thinkin` that my eyes are closed
But there not ese
Trucha when you get too close
You`ll know, that I know
What you think? I don`t know
I might explode, unload
Reload, and unload
You broke the code, you got`s to go
Ain`t no future in your frontin`
Crazy California homeboy
Where the cuete`s bustin`
California stylin`, California ridin`
Whittier Boulevard to `Frisco
Then back to Highland
I gots to do it like the locos do
Don`t race your ride
Hop your ride like you`re supposed to do, through

[Chorus]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Rob - California [Lil` Rob Talking] Southern California Home of low-ridin` Gang-bangin` and shit California [Chorus](Lil` Rob) I was raised in the streets of California (Southern California, home of car-hoppin` and bomb-droppin` West coast pop lockin`, walkin` how we`re talkin`) I was raised in the streets of California (I was raised in Californ-I-A Where homeboys die everyday over some shit they say) [Verse 1] I`ve always been down with hydros And cholos, the low-lows The six-threes, the six-fours The rucas with no clothes Used to drop the two-door Gang-bang in a four door Puttin` bullet holes In the doors of a Ford Explorer Hard-core, and I got more and more Where that came from? Welcome to my kingdom The streets are my freedom I need em`, I feed em`, I feedback They need that, like I need my weed sack Take a toque, wacha Where were we at? Oh, California the golden state Controllin` states, pushin` weight Where vatos like me hallucinate Double up while you fumble up Fuckin` up, you fuckin` punk If there`s no room Then we`ll stick em` by the fuckin` pump [Chorus] [Verse 2] Slippin` and dippin`, grippin` the wheel Lockin` it up Dump the back corner Pop the front one up Put the convertable top down It`s too good to stop now This California livin` Smoke up on the ceilin` Party at the roof, off the hook Got every drug up in the book You don`t believe me See for yourself and take a closer look Low rider car shows Hoppin` till the truck blows Catch me at the bar Havin` a drink with my uncles Pacifico with no lime That`s what I drink at all times Creased up Davis` I`m always out like where the pavement is I come from the underground The underground like where the basement is It`s California, people have a hard time facin` it [Chorus] [Verse 3] Lowrider bicycles, tricycles Cold as icycles Smokin` chronic shit So high, you would think my eyes are closed I got my eyes on those Who be thinkin` that my eyes are closed But there not ese Trucha when you get too close You`ll know, that I know What you think? I don`t know I might explode, unload Reload, and unload You broke the code, you got`s to go Ain`t no future in your frontin` Crazy California homeboy Where the cuete`s bustin` California stylin`, California ridin` Whittier Boulevard to `Frisco Then back to Highland I gots to do it like the locos do Don`t race your ride Hop your ride like you`re supposed to do, through [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни California: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/8250.html Все тексты песен: Lil` Rob » Lil` Rob - Side 2 Side » Lil` Rob - Boo Hoo Hoo » Lil` Rob - Wickie Wicked » Lil` Rob - Naughty Bow » Lil` Rob - Take to the Sky » Lil` Rob - Natural High » Lil` Rob - Forever Live My Name » Lil` Rob - Still Smokin` [Supermix Part 1] » Lil` Rob - That`s When I`ll Stop » Lil` Rob - High Til I Die » Lil` Rob - Rolas in Progress » Lil` Rob - Still Smokin` (Supermix Part 1) » Lil` Rob - Brought Up in a Small Neighborhood » Lil` Rob - City That Everyone Knows » Lil` Rob - I Know How it Feels » Lil` Rob - School Days » Lil` Rob - Intro (Neighborhood Music) » Lil` Rob - Intro » Lil` Rob - Just One of Your Kisses (Un Besito) » Lil` Rob - Street Dayz Рекомендуем скачать: » Любовные истории - Школа » Линда - Танец под водой » Леприконсы - Хали-гали паратрупер » Леонид Сергеев - Откройте Вашу дверь и, если там стена... » Лесоповал - Форточки-лопатники » Людмила Туманова - Тост » Любовь Окунева - Пароходик » Людмила Чеботарева - Ария из третьесортной оперетки » Леонид Сергеев - Что за жизнь у нас, ребята?.. » Леонид Вейсблат - Третий лишний » Людмила Туманова - Мой театр » Лилия Хайлис - Забавные истории... » Леонард Хируг - Волшебная Песня » Любовь Успенская - Рябиновая настоечка » Лариса Жукова - Я желаю тебе присниться... » Лилия Третынко - Ах, как накурено, припудрено словами, намудрено... » Леонид Сергеев - Хоккей » Лариса Долина - Телефонная книжка » Леонард Хируг - Казалось » Людмила Туманова - Нежность
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