In California Lyrics

Comin from the city where no pity is shown shown shown shown

In california 4x

Rollin down crenshaw boulevard
Starin at these suckas who claim to be hard
Daz dillinger & the gang
Who can blast & gangbang ha haa

Verse 1
Who gives it up for every hooker rat & hood slut
All in the cut dat nigga daz with the pimp strut
You slept game on those who act lame
See aint a damn thang changed
You know I ride the neighborhood slow
Floss on you & let the weed blow
True indeed Im havin a ball
Pick up the phone & give my homiez a call
Whats up with yall? (whats up yall? )
Livin in the city where we born to ball
Rolled up a philly we pack it tight
What a pity what a sight
& hella chronic all damn night
Got the weed it got me kinda feelin so high
Hennessy got a brother so feelin so high
Pull outta state enjoy my day & I love to burn rubber
Pump up the jam for the summer
Gimme eureka snoop got the hummer
Kinda make you wanna sit back & wonder

The home of the city of the crips & the bloods

And niggaz get shot oh who they thought you was

The home of the cities of the gangstaz & bud

Or you can get bad oh who they thought you was

Verse 2
Ooh damn back by a popular demand
Daz dillinger back in effect homey once again
The question is why yall got a problem with me gettin high
Say the wrong thing get right
Prepare in effect homiez are prepared everywhere
Causin ruckus all bein fair
Daz dillinger finally alone in my zone
Be by myself in a place that I call home
Check it out peep out the scenery
Ya meanin to me nuthin to me ya keep frontin to me
I hit you up dogg pound all come around
Lay em all down homiez be frontin for they town
Throw it up eastside westside bumpinDaz The Dilinger - In California - http://motolyrics.com/daz-the-dilinger/in-california-lyrics.html
Californias the state where we be dumpin what!!

The home of the city of the crips & the bloods

And you can get shot oh who they thought you was

The home of the cities of the gangstas & bud

Ha haa or you can get bad oh who they thought you was

Verse 3
Here I am stompin down choppin down yo compound
Knockin all yall out thirty seconds in the first round
Who come around get destroyed off contact
Realize & understand homey you dont want that
Check it out lets engage in military actin
Women dope & drama keep me yackin
Bump all that bullsh(it) you yappin
Them beats & that bullsh you yappin
Im about all busy boggin & cappin
Pistol packin you dont really want none of this action
Homey, you betta watch out cause nothin can save ya
Tattooein yall with razors
Blazen that it didnt penetrate him but I grazed him
Now they callin daz unusual playa hater
Back on the spot feelin high
Watchin as the cops pass by
Smokin fire homey I aint lyin
Who the man from long beach, california to japan
Rockin like wonder mc homey without a band in hand
A why cant control the whole scene
Watch it unfold get scold get blown away
Any other rapper pay dearly severely yall come & hear me
Damn you get bruised battered & slammed
Niggaz try to see who I am dat nigga daz

The home of the city of the crips & the bloods

Where you can get shot oh who they thought you was

The home of the city of the crips & the bloods

Where you can get shot oh who they thought you was

The home of the city of the crips & the bloods

And you can get shot oh who they thought you was

The home of the city of the crips & the bloods

Where you can get shot oh who they thought you was