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Crooked I – Cali Luv III

Crooked I
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исполнитель Crooked I

длительность 03:49

размер 4.19 MB

битрейт 153 kbps

загружено Keits

Cali Luv III
03:49
(California love!) You know it's part three when I, bang for the C-A-L-I- F-O-R-N-I-A, my nigga then I Come through with Henny and rum and get some From these ?-wearin' chicks who live in the city I'm from Let's, all plough when the millenium's young Yes, we draw down when our enemies come I guess, I'm west coast like no other before Can't believe they let this thug in the door Throw up them W's boi! Live to the fullest and get dough, sit low in the Excursion, pullin' the six-fo' Let's roll through the Compton streets, stoppin' cars in the bag cause I prop for peace, you right You just saw me on the hundred and third, with my cousin big Saucey, Elijah and The Punisher, word! Ya heard? Burners in the stash spot, what? I'm subbin' computer love with my rag top tucked You know we got the baddest hoes You know we roll Bentleys and low-lows So give us love when we step in yo' hood Cause it's some California niggas in yo' neck of the woods You know we stack all the dough You know we from the notorious Row, uh So give us love when we step in yo' hood Cause it's some California niggas in yo' neck of the woods You know niggas in Cali get they grip, just ask the messay[?] They know Crooked spit the caliente shit Haters mad cause in the alley with they chick They ain't gotta look as good as Halle if they thick Gucci boots with the purse to match, fat burger got it workin' With the perfect backs, uh! From Vallejo to Diego, I lays low, I show face Cause there's no place that I can't go I get down dirty, I'm in Oaktown clownin' In a pimped out derby, with a Tim Brown jersey A six round thirty-eight in the ice bergs Just in case I can't settle the beef with the right words I squeeze on ya, leave ya in a coma, now we hittin' corners in Pomona With big cut sippin' on a long neck Corona, third switch and lift the Daytona That's California! Keep our guns loaded, cursin' like sailors, rockin' Chuck Taylors With the tongues folded, even Our hoes all know how to fight, and lil' gangstas ride by ya on them lowrider bikes I love Cali! You know we got the baddest hoes You know we roll Bentleys and low-lows So give us love when we step in yo' hood Cause it's some California niggas in yo' neck of the woods You know we stack all the dough You know we from the notorious Row, uh So give us love when we step in yo' hood Cause it's some California niggas in yo' neck of the woods I'm keepin' both pockets heavy with dollars Roll through in every colour Chevy Impala Spot somethin' sexy and holla! Lil' mama lookin' deadly in Prada But if she got too many dollars you can expect me to rob her! Nah, but we go hard in these streets, though Pardon me sweetheart, be part of the freakshow, yo I'm ghetto'd out and can't help it Got California love to spread and I ain't selfish Maybe it's a Crook thang that got me creepin' through the East Side of Long Beach with Peek-a-boo and Wolf Wayne Game droppin' my pockets'll get full, I'm rockin' a tank top I'm walkin' a pitbull, keepin' my Bacardi close This mad man maniac and [?] we got the barbie coast[?] Big timin', ever since I signed with Big Simon It's big diamonds, time for y'all to quit rhymin' You know we got the baddest hoes You know we roll Bentleys and low-lows So give us love when we step in yo' hood Cause it's some California niggas in yo' neck of the woods You know we stack all the dough You know we from the notorious Row, uh So give us love when we step in yo' hood Cause it's some California niggas in yo' neck of the woods
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