| Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up nigga,
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| Sipping on Gin and Juice fill up your cups nigga,
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| The Westcoast back crackin' like it’s 94',
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| So bitch get on your knees and give me head like it’s 94',
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| And don’t come up for air 'til the beat drop,
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| I’m the Doctors Advocate call it a sneak peak,
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| at the mudafukn Detox, take note grab a pen,
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| And let the world know the west is ridin' again,
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| I Graduated from Dre’s school top of my class,
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| Treat my switches like my bitches got me dropping that ass,
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| Still bangin' the chronic like doggiestyle came with it,
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| And I roll a sticky on my bitch back while I hit it,
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| I done been there, done that, had beefs and won that,
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| 5 million records on 1 plaque I hung that,
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| Still got Dr. Dre low ridin' in the 64',
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| When you see us, throw it up for the fukin' Westcoast.
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| My heart beat for the Westcoast,
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| We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
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| We low ridin' in the Westcoast,
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| So im’a die for the mudafukn Westcoast.
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| My heart beat for the Westcoast,
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| We pull the best weed in the Westcoast, |
| Still low ridin' in the Westcoast,
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| You should take a trip and visit the West coast.
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| Check game, im’a show you how to bang,
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| Uncle Snoopy is it true you from that money game,
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| All the time neph' I gotta let my nuts hang,
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| A chest full of chains a left han' wit' a pinky ring,
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| I’m in a steeler caps, Swisha Sweets peel em back,
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| My lil' hood rat, baby got that mini mack,
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| Baby got that 20 sack, baby got plenty that,
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| Whatever you send it’s my nugga, we gonna send it back
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| I’m in the club, with the snub, getting' love,
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| with 20 thousand Crips and 20 thousand Bloods,
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| And we don’t give a fuck about none of ya’ll,
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| And when you hit the city, you better holla at the Big Dogg,
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| I done seen niggas hit LA and get dey chain snatched,
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| Then they call me up, beggin' me to get dey chain back,
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| What I look like the mudafukin Police,
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| It’s certain rules you got to follow, when you in these streets,
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| Especially when it comes to this Cali shit,
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| And I ain’t talkin' bout hangin' in the valley Bitch,
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| Gang bang niggas all up in the alley Crip, |
| On some real talk nigga we the real Westcoast.
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| My heart beat for the Westcoast,
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| We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
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| We low ridin' in the Westcoast,
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| So im’a die for the mudafukn Westcoast.
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| My heart beat for the Westcoast,
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| We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
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| Still low ridin' in the Westcoast,
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| You should take a trip and visit the West coast.
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| Damn, I heard blue rag niggas ain’t fucking with the red rag niggas,
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| On the Westcoast (Fuck you mean),
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| shit from what I seen, red and blue can make green,
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| Black wallstreet and X-o-leen,
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| Since jealousy breeds hatred, hatred breeds violence,
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| Violence breeds enemies more permanent silence,
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| California alliance, is more important than ever so throw it up,
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| We low ridin' together (YEAH!)
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| Make the Westcoast rise forever, esse’s B’s and C’s represent your letter,
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| Got Game the go getter, Xzibit the rhyme spitter, Snoop Dogg the boss,
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| We gangster at all costs, ya’ll niggas is so soft and pussies so fuck off,
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| For one of my niggas draw that hammer and dump off, |
| This kush you gon' cough, (Cough, Cough)
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| Yeah inhale the smoke, Bandana hang,
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| Bang the coast my nigga.
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| My heart beat for the Westcoast,
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| We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
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| We low ridin' in the Westcoast,
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| So im’a die for the mudafukn Westcoast.
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| My heart beat for the Westcoast,
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| We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
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| Still low ridin' in the Westcoast,
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| You should take a trip and visit the West coast |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song California , by - The Game. Song from the album California, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп