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Welcome To California
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Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Los Angeles International Airport. Local time is 3:45. Temperature is a warm 87 degrees. For your safety and comfort, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened until the captain turns off the fastened seat belt sign. Welcome To California Ugh no socks, vans and cargos Getting faded at the bar after the bar close Bartender pour another round hun Load me up a hundred rounds I'm a hundred round drum Shoreline Drive city by the sea Or hit Sunset Strip baby it's alright with me Come chill with the crew you know it's F biz for life Speaking of which between the sheets I'm bout that F biz tonight No socks, vans and cargo s It's finna go down like the roof on the car goes We get dressed and we ain't gotta check the weather first Winter time in Cali b*t*hes still get to wear their skirts Let's play some music a little Ice Cube never hurts Feel like today is a good to play some Predator You wanna chop it up baby I'm your editor You gotta come and top me up in the whip while the Chevy skrrts Ugh no socks, vans and cargos Zip bags with more gas than an Arco And please don't you be alarmed But you tripping if you don't think we don't be all armed (yea) No Sleep gang yup it's us Who else grinds to the A.M. b*t*hes This is because we're a-m-bitious Parleying with thugs amazing it's us Wanna come tell you like I tell my girl well come Hit me when you finally arrive welcome I'm from where the whips go side to side Wanna roll grab this Oz let's ride (yup) Wanna come tell you like I tell my girl well come Hit me when you finally arrive welcome I'm from where the whips go side to side Wanna roll grab this Oz let's ride (yup) No socks, vans and cargos Doc Dre and 2Pac fans at our shows (Why's that?) Cause it's California Love n***a Thug n***a got it tatted on me only us n***a F**k n***as f**k f**k n***as I'm in love with the holy mattress money holy matrimony what n***a We some G's like most of our ancestors From Ocean to Manchester they throw up them hand gestures Gang no socks, vans and cargos Watching Narcos as my cuban cigar blows From the land of the Big Tookies and Pablos The Freeway Ricki's the vatos them Chapos I'm foreign whipping my sauce dripping in pot holes You know I'm woke I'm politicking with thot hoes I'm ordering chicken and waffles I got the .38 special, I got my .38 special both for them roscoes I can do this with my eyes closed Keep the pistol near listen here is it crystal clear? No magician here this is real bodies disappear Never live in fear (baby!) That's my Pac flow No socks, vans and cargos Wanna come tell you like I tell my girl well come Hit me when you finally arrive welcome I'm from where the whips go side to side Wanna roll grab this Oz let's ride (yup) Wanna come tell you like I tell my girl well come Hit me when you finally arrive welcome I'm from where the whips go side to side Wanna roll this Oz let's ride (yup)
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