R-cali
[00:01.63] Oh, yeah
[00:04.13] Oh, yeah
[00:07.36] Oh, yeah
[00:10.61] Oh, wooh!
[00:12.61] Niggas pistol-poppin' like it's 1999
[00:15.38] I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind
[00:18.36] Press rewind, back in time
[00:20.11] Before rappers droppin' dimes
[00:21.85] Trap or die, choppin' pies
[00:23.38] With clichés all in they rhymes
[00:25.15] Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer
[00:28.36] Money, power, the whole enchilada
[00:31.63] Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava (oh)
[00:34.87] They serve you to your flocka
[00:36.36] If you disrespect that blocka, blocka
[00:38.35] Choppas on eavesdroppers
[00:39.87] Fuck these choppas, I’m about it
[00:41.11] Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa
[00:42.60] Yeah, you outer, but I’m hotter
[00:44.34] Car jackin', pistol-packin'
[00:46.11] Mothafuckin' choppers clappin'
[00:47.86] Metal jacket, automatic magazines, head-on traffic
[00:49.36] Fenders smashin', windows crashin'
[00:52.86] Pants saggin', fuck your fashion
[00:54.10] Yeah, a nigga run Manhattan
[00:55.85] Back in Cali's where it happen
[00:57.36] They fit Gucci, Escada and anything designer
[01:00.36] Groupies, poppers, they all gonna swallow
[01:03.61] It was probably the robbers
[01:05.61] The goons and the goblins (oh)
[01:06.89] They hatin' a lot, medulla oblongata
[01:09.89] From New York to San Andreas
[01:11.60] And all around the world
[01:13.11] Going back to Cali
[01:15.61] Yeah, yeah, going back to Cali
[01:17.85] New York to San Andreas
[01:18.86] I'm screaming, "Fuck the world!"
[01:19.89] I'm going back to Cali
[01:21.36] Yeah, yeah, going back to Cali, oh
[01:23.11] Nigga, what’s brackin'? I’m really out here boolin' on the West Side, you know what I’m sayin'?
[01:26.86] West, you know what I mean?
[01:28.62] Yeah, just seen a Camino, know what I mean?
[01:31.86] Just bein' careful out here
[01:32.35] Lookin' out for the enemies
[01:33.86] Cuz, you already know how we get down, cuz
[01:34.64] Fuck killin' these, cuz, I’m on the set, cuz
[01:37.34] We killin' everything, anything movin'
[01:38.34] Shit, I’m shootin' at niggas on the sight, cuz
[01:40.88] You already know, yeah
[01:41.36] I’ve caught you slippin', y'all can be back, nigga
[01:42.61] He ain’t copped that, fuck that, Blood
[01:43.36] Niggas slippin' on the cuz, cuz
[01:46.36] I had to make that happen with this solo
[01:48.61] Maserati, like Atari
[01:49.62] With no car keys, push to start it
[01:51.15] New Bugatti, two Bugattis
[01:52.61] Testarossa, blue Ferrari
[01:54.36] Lamborghini, system bumpin'
[01:55.84] Me no worried; Rastafari
[01:57.65] This the hardest, supersonic
[01:59.61] Systematic, too retarded
[02:00.89] New Versace, new apartment
[02:02.37] Bigger closet, newer carpet
[02:04.10] Hit departments, cooler garments
[02:05.63] Set my goal up, new accomplish
[02:07.11] Shootin' targets, you the target
[02:08.89] Movin' targets, new accomplice
[02:10.36] Killed the game and still regardless
[02:11.85] Beat the charges, do the honors
