California lyrics

(feat. AMG)[10 seconds of instrumental to open][DJ Quik]Yeah.. I wanna take this time to dedicate this song to my cityTo my county - fuck it the whole stateLet me take a moment to tell you just what it isC-A-L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A is the bizCelebrity down to Cherokee back to the kidsEvery level of livin status except for the midA paradise situation if that's what you make itRed and blue equal yellow tape if that's where you take itForest fires and earthquakes and manmade lakesA prescription for chronic tonic to ease your achesAnd if you dress right, you can have the best nightTwo or three at a time and let the rest fightThe diamonds and red gold might give you a head coldYou freeze like a Jello mold when you hit the lightOn Rosecranz you can't make a U-turnCross the T flats and try to make new birds or shoot backIt's war and peace with no help from policeEither you restin in peace or tryin to conquer the streetsin California[Chorus] + (AMG)Everybody want it but you can't get itGangster t
o the hustler, live to straight win itIt's California mayne (California) it's California mayne (California)We got movie stars and we got criminalsBoys from the hood and fly saditty hoesIt's California mayne (California) it's California mayne (California)[DJ Quik]In Inglewood they come in yellowbone, Compton they come with shotsCarson got the smart ones, Watts got the hotsGlass houses in Linnwood, see how they hopWith the ladies gettin ready in hair and nail shopsIn Bellflower Lakewood ladies taste goodIt stay hood, visitin but stay if they couldWith KDAY bangin out, betray us they stoodby the burger stand tellin stories on the woodWith all these dudes and all these bad broadsand all this good food and all these fast carsAin't no wonder why Cali got all these glad starsForty dollar shots gettin turned up at the barIt's the Pacific coast {?} how could they doubt youI did this track out of town thinkin about youFrom Eureka through Ventura down to San DiegoCalifornia es en fuego, fuego..[
Chorus][AMG]Leather and wood, I'm good to the plusDon't even trip, I did the shoes and the bus76 and Crenshaw was the localeI used to smoke out in between my vo-calsWherever it's cheap, wherever it's QWhatever California want us to doIf you in the red and they get you in blueRepresent your concrete keepin it trueAnd all my girls in the world, I love you allI never want you to lose, I won't let you fallBut you gotta get better at lovin a nigga, lovin yourselfInstead of steady comin up on the wealthI been here a while, I know a pretty smile is a trapTo pull a nigga right up out of his capBut give me 20 minutes I can widen the gapIt's California baby on the left of the map, ah-hah[Chorus]