California

(album: Snoop Cube 40 $hort - 2022)

Boy, he do it (Oh god)
I'm from the murder side, Long Beach
Certified, rolling 20-crip, you heard it right, boy (Oh god)
No place you can hide, throwing up the seat
Got homies from the other side, boy (Oh god)
I hooked up with more hoggs, Cube, 40 and Sho-Dogg
Representing Cali (Oh god), we back on it boy
Mount Westmore, put a step on it boy
We smack on you, boy (Oh god)
Blowing smoke through the ozone (Aaaah)
Hit the block and get my roll on
Money looking so long (Oh god)
All my niggas on the same shit
Pick one, you can't go wrong (Yes-sir)
Yeah for sure boy, we do it, we sip the fluid
Dipping and moving, smoking the best weed
Just look to the left, live in the flesh
Four niggas throwing up the West

Out of the dark alleys of Californ-I-A
Bow-wow-wow, yippy-yo, yippy-yay
Where the Gs play, home of the crookers and the falcon
Oh, yeah, that's the Bay, but out in LA
We prefer the four, the deuce, or the tray

California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California

Whoop, whoop
That's the blood call (Oooh-oooh)
Make you wanna crip walk
Southern California (Oh god), from LA to the Bay
I'm from Northern California, where the hustlers play
Survival (Oh god), still relevant like the bible
Tribal, praying for all my enemies, continuing writing history
Doing it all over again (Oh god), because we gon' finish up where we started (Oh god)
This lap right here is sick, might make you speakers vomit
I was still getting guarded, fountain to fountain to youth
Looking the same way that I look, back in nineteen ninety-deuce (Whoop, whoop)
Nigga we living proof, stood the test of time
If a fucker disagree, he must be deaf, dumb and blind (Whoop, whoop)

California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
(Yeah, Oakland niggas in this mutherfucker now)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California

We from the East Side, Oakland California that's how we ride
We don't know you nigga, where you from?
You looking over here, but y'all don't want none
We make the homicide rate go up every year
If you a bad mutherfucker, you can make it here
And we ain't throwing no signs (Oh god), just a clip and a nine
One bullet to the head, put some shit on your mind
Get busy, California crispy
I'm rolling hundreds, who rollin with me?
Yellow is the color of sun ray
Harley-Davidson's, on Sundays
So don't hate, I'm from the golden state
Do a half pipe off the Golden Gate
Will I live or die? Ain't no telling
Before I hit the water, you know what I'm yelling

California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mt. Westmore (Wooh, wooh)
California, California, California, California, California