Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song California Gansta (Livin' it Up), artist - The Jacka. Date of issue: 14.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
California Gansta (Livin' it Up) |
| 13th and main nestram village. |
| Got beef with a nigga don’t speak just kill him. |
| Got G’s in my ceiling incase I need a lawyer nigga to get me through the storm |
| I made it through on my own. |
| I’m feelin without trees I be illin is what my nigga say. |
| How could I keep the kush away? |
| It’s the best shit on the planet. |
| Cultivate the seeds before I plant it. |
| I’m cultured by the G’s who understand it. |
| Most can’t understand me; |
| my conversation needs overstanding. |
| I know sometimes I seem too demanding |
| Moms raised a killer up |
| Coulda been a scholar, but college wasn’t in my blood so I’m mobbin with the |
| thugs. |
| In and out the fucken joint gotta find another joint. |
| Soon as I touch down the |
| boys |
| Raided the spot. |
| Shit is fucked now. |
| Get a job? |
| I don’t know how. |
| I can’t take orders. |
| I just know how. |
| To take over blocks with sacks of quarters I guess my connect |
| Is the closest one to the border. |
| I tried to help ya with the business so we all blow up. |
| I tried to help you with the money I do it all for us. |
| See I was right there by your side while we was livin' it up |
| Hustlin hard blowin birds buying anything we wanted. |
| I tried to help him I will shoot him for him he’s like my family |
| But helpin niggas across you get you caught up in the wammy. |
| Now the guns is pointed at me I was surprised as fuck, but |
| Them soldiers that he’s trustin is under my umbrella |
| I once was a drug dealer, but I moved on up I put the niggas in the game |
| Showed them the walk and the talk and how to make the money rain |
| I was givin em raw I flew birds in the rain just to get that gwap and |
| Now them shootin me is like you shootin your mama your whole house into drama |
| You couldn’t believe it. |
| You tried to switch it up, but you couldn’t achieve it. |
| Get you buried in the dirt for bitin the hands that feeds you and I was tryin |
| To help, but you wanted my wealth. |
| I even bailed you outta jail and it’s so hard |
| To tell, but some niggas be snakes they wanna put you in the grave. |
| Six feet deep tryin to bury your name. |
| I tried to help ya with the business so we can all blow up. |
| I tried to help you with the money I do it all for us. |
| See I was right there by your side when we was livin' it up |
| Hustlin hard blowin birds buying anything we wanted. |