I'm goin' to California There's a better life for me, yes Goin' to California I'll write and tell you what I see I'm goin' to California Somebody
m told I'm goin' to California There's a better life for me, yes Goin' to California I'll write and tell you what I see I'm goin' to California Somebody
you peep the game Too $hort, you know I'm the man I lend my brother a hand cause I know I can I keep going and goin but I'm not the pink bunny I'm not
cry and tell your big moms I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms Haters must be starvin' nowadays I make California Vietnam And I'm goin' to embalm
C'mon Bobby, turn off that loud shit Damn, I wanna hear some slow shit that's gonna relax you You know, a nigga, knahmsayin' Goin' through all that shit
? That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh? And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard Yup yup five a bone When he passed him that styrofoam the easter pink
[Kool Keith] Don't hurt 'em - don't hurt 'em Kool Keith... yeah New York City in the house California in the house Texas in the house Miami in the house
featuring Angel Cake) C'mon Bobby, turn off that loud shit Damn, I wanna hear some slow shit that's gonna relax you You know, a nigga, knahmsayin Goin
minute now a nigga has to blow up Check my mediance look at my spins that they goin on Check my spins that they goin on Chorus ((Big tank rapping)) (
tell your big moms I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms Haters must be starvin' nowadays I make California Vietnam And I'm goin' to embalm my
a minute now a nigga has to blow up Check my mediance look at my spins that they goin on Check my spins that they goin on Chorus ((Big tank rapping)) (
