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Comin' from the city where no pity is shown shown shown shown [Lady V.] In California [x4] [Daz overlapping Lady V] Rollin' down Crenshaw Boulevard Starin' at these suckas who claim to be hard Daz Dillinger & the Gang Who can blast & gangbang Ha haa [Verse 1] Who gives it up for every hooker rat & hood slut all in the cut Dat Nigga Daz with the pimp strut You slept game on those who act lame see ain't a damn thang changed you know I ride the neighborhood slow floss on you & let the weed blow True indeed I'm havin' a ball pick up the phone & give my homiez a call What's up with y'all? (What's up y'all?) Livin' in the city where we born to ball Rolled up a Philly we pack it tight what a pity what a sight & hella Chronic all damn night Got the weed it got me kinda feelin' so high Letras de cancionesHennessy got a brother so feelin' so high Pull outta state enjoy my day & I love to burn rubber pump up the jam for the summer gimme Eureka Snoop got the Hummer Kinda make you wanna sit back & wonder [Lady V] (In California in California) The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) and niggaz get shot oh who they thought you was (In California in California) The home of the cities of the gangstaz & bud (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) or you can get bad oh who they thought you was [Verse 2] Ooh damn back by a popular demand Daz Dillinger back in effect homey once again The question is why y'all got a problem with me gettin' high say the wrong thing get right Prepare in effect homiez are prepared everywhere causin' ruckus all bein' fair Daz Dillinger finally alone in my zone be by myself in a place that I call home Check it out peep out the scenery ya meanin' to me nuthin' to me ya keep frontin' to me I hit you up Dogg Pound all come around lay 'em all down homiez be frontin' for they town Throw it up Eastside Westside bumpin' California's the state where we be dumpin' what!! [Lady V] (In California in California) The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) and you can get shot oh who they thought you was (In California California) The home of the cities of the gangstas & bud (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) Ha haa or you can get bad oh who they thought you was (The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya it's a place where everybody wanna see. Once that you visit see all the places you may never wanna leave) [Verse 3] Here I am stompin' down choppin' down yo compound knockin' all y'all out thirty seconds in the first round Who come around get destroyed off contact realize & understand homey you don't want that Check it out let's engage in military actin' women dope & drama keep me yackin' Bump all that bullsh(it) you yappin' them beats & that bullsh you yappin' I'm about all busy boggin' & cappin' pistol packin' you don't really want none of this action Homey, you betta watch out 'cause nothin' can save ya tattooein' y'all with razors blazen that it didn't penetrate him but I grazed him now they callin' Daz unusual playa hater Back on the spot feelin' high watchin' as the cops pass by smokin' fire homey I ain't lyin' Who the man from Long Beach, California to Japan Rockin' like wonder MC homey without a band in hand a why can't control the whole scene watch it unfold get scold get blown away any other rapper pay dearly severely y'all come & hear me Damn you get bruised battered & slammed niggaz try to see who I am Dat Nigga Daz [(Lady V)] (In California in California) The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) where you can get shot oh who they thought you was (In California California) The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) where you can get shot oh who they thought you was (The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya it's a place where everybody wanna see. Once that you visit see all the places you may never wanna leave) (In California in California) The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) and you can get shot oh who they thought you was (In California California) The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods (In Californ-i-a Californ-i-a) where you can get shot oh who they thought you was (In California, Vallejo In Californ-i-a no time to lose The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya it's a place where everybody wanna see. Once that you visit see all the places you may never wanna leave Mmm, mmm) From Letras Mania