lil' crazy, so i got to give love back either gang bang,slang or pull the mutha fucken jack it's all good cuz im drivng nice cars pretty soon 25 to life spent behind bars, a wicked sly's life
I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches
handsome I hate to hear ""He say, She say"" shit Unless he say she say she on my dick It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up I do a Cali style
me doing foursomes with dike chicks They like my style, I like they mouth Even gotta couple hookers workin' the south,and on the east my girls the best,in Cali
control the team Couple Bricks Stacked up on that triple beam, my dirty bro sippin that promethazeen That Gonja Green that Cali Weed, a nigga lose his life
(feat. The Game, Willy Northpole) [Verse 1 - Ludacris] I just touched down in killa Cali, Strapped up my boots, Got scooped up by Game, So I hopped up
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) (Will Smith) Been to the mountain top Down to the valley Philedelph to Cali Y'all feel me like
his team Yo F.O.S. niggas scheme on how to infiltrate a milly stock Mooch or cream silly, go for delf What you like how we go back to Cali, kick a suede
style When there's pushin', it's just try to separate And to break this all down, now ain't that foul So I asked the Lord to help me Lord, why does this life
I control the team Couple Bricks Stacked on that triple beam, my dirty bro sippin that promethazeen That Gonja Green that Cali Weed, a nigga lose his life
like my style (What?) While I like they mouth (What?) (Alright) Even gotta couple o' hookers workin' the south And on the east (What if?) My girls the best (What if girl?) Yes in Cali
You see you never talk down on a player I spray a to break to your knees You best to say a prayer Cause funk been a part of my life ever since the starting
to back If it was 1950, do you think I'd sell, no They probably throw me straight to jail I tell you life just ain't what it used to be Between you
no ?, I got ten folk there They ain't powerful as the one at the end of your prayer Got you runnin' for your life without a minute to spare Catch you
Life, love, me I?m gon? live my life, hey Thug life, Lord you know me Same life, same love, same man I?m gon? live my life, hey Thug life, Lord you know
is you ain't even got to ask it I am not the best I am the next level past it [x3] Haters see me passing like damn that bastard (dammit) Cause they outta style
Cootco Crack and I control the team Couple bricks stacked up on that triple beam My dirty bro sippin' that promethazean That Ganja Green that Cali Weed A n**** lose his life
' your cash and you ask me to ease up I want to rock, now comply or get shot down I know you gon' hire some cops now Coca, sun down to sun up Caly Cartel
