California

MOUNT WESTMORE

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    Boy, do it (Oh, God)

    I'm from the murder side, Long Beach
    Certified Rollin' 20 Crip, you heard it right
    Boy (Oh, God), no place you can hide
    Throwin' up the C, but got homies from the other side
    Boy (Oh, God), I hooked up with more hogs
    Cube, 40 and Short Dog
    Representin' Cali (Oh, God), we back on it, boy
    Mount Wese, put a stamp on it, boy
    We smack on you, boy (Oh, God), blowin' smoke through the ozone (Ah)
    Hit the block and get my roll on
    Money lookin' so long (Oh, God), all my niggas on the same shit
    Pick one, you can't go wrong (Yes, sir)
    Yeah, for sure, boy (Oh, God), we do it, we sip the fluid
    Dippin' and movin', smokin' the best weed (Ohh-whee)
    Dub-E-S-T (Oh, God), just look to the left
    Live in the flesh, four niggas throwin' 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 Cougars and the Falcons, oh, yeah, that's the Bay
    But out in LA
    We prefer the four, the deuce, or the trey

    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (Whoop, whoop)
    California

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    Whoop, whoop, that's the Blood call (Ooh-ooh)
    Make you wanna Crip walk
    Southern California (Oh, God), from LA to the Bay
    I'm from Northern Cali-foolya, where the hustlers play
    Survival (Oh, God), still relevant like the Bible, tribal
    Prayin' for all of my enemies, continue rewritin' history
    Doing it all over again (Oh, God), bitch, we gon' finish up what we started
    This slap right here is sick, might make you speakers vomit
    I be still gettin' carded, found the fountain to youth
    Lookin' the same way that I looked way back in nineteen ninety-deuce (Whoop, whoop)
    Nigga, we livin' 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 MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure, yeah, Oakland niggas in this motherfucker now)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California

    We from the East Side
    Oakland, California, that's how we ride (Oh, God)
    We don't know you, nigga, where you from?
    You lookin' over here, but y'all don't want none
    We make the homicide rate go up every year (Oh, God)
    If you a bad motherfucker, you can make it here
    And we ain't throwin' no signs (Oh, God), just a clip and a nine
    One bullet to the head, put some shit on your mind
    Get busy, California grizzly
    I'm rollin' hundreds, who rollin' with me?
    Yellow's the color of Sun rays
    Harley-Davidsons on Sundays
    So don't hate, I'm from the golden state
    Do a half-pike off the Golden Gate
    Will I live or die? Ain't no tellin'
    'Fore I hit the water, you know what I'm yellin'

    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
    Tell the people this is MOUNT WESTMORE (Whoop, whoop)
    California

    California

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    Composición: Snoop Dogg, Too Short, Ice Cube, E-40 y Mount Westmore

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