| Yeah.. I wanna take this time to dedicate this song to my city | |
| To my county - **** it the whole state | |
| Let me take a moment to tell you just what it is | |
| C-A-L-I-F- | |
| O-R-N-I-A is the biz | |
| Celebrity down to | |
| Cherokee back to the kids | |
| Every level of livin status except for the mid | |
| A paradise situation if that's what you make it | |
| Red and blue equal yellow tape if that's where you take it | |
| Forest fires and earthquakes and manmade lakes | |
| A prescription for chronic tonic to ease your aches | |
| And if you dress right, you can have the best night | |
| Two or three at a time and let the rest fight | |
| The diamonds and red gold might give you a head cold | |
| You freeze like a | |
| Jello mold when you hit the light | |
| On Rosecranz you can't make a | |
| U-turn Cross the | |
| T flats and try to make new birds or shoot back | |
| It's war and peace with no help from police | |
| Either you restin in peace or tryin to conquer the streets in | |
| California [Chorus (AMG)] | |
| Everybody want it but you can't get it | |
| Gangster to the hustler, live to straight win it | |
| It's California mayne (California) it's | |
| California mayne (California) | |
| We got movie stars and we got criminals | |
| Boys from the hood and fly saditty hoes | |
| It's California mayne (California) it's | |
| California mayne (California) [DJ Quik] | |
| In Inglewood they come in yellowbone, | |
| Compton they come with shots | |
| Carson got the smart ones, | |
| Watts got the hots | |
| Glass houses in | |
| Linnwood, see how they hop | |
| With the ladies gettin ready in hair and nail shops | |
| In Bellflower | |
| Lakewood ladies taste good | |
| It stay hood, visitin but stay if they could | |
| With KDAY bangin out, betray us they stood by the burger stand tellin stories on the wood | |
| With all these dudes and all these bad broads and all this good food and all these fast cars | |
| Ain't no wonder why | |
| Cali got all these glad stars | |
| Forty dollar shots gettin turned up at the bar | |
| It's the Pacific coast {?} how could they doubt you | |
| I did this track out of town thinkin about you | |
| From Eureka through | |
| Ventura down to | |
| San Diego | |
| California es en fuego, fuego.. [Chorus] [AMG] | |
| Leather and wood, | |
| I'm good to the plus | |
| Don't even trip, | |
| I did the shoes and the bus 76 and | |
| Crenshaw was the locale | |
| I used to smoke out in between my vo-cals | |
| Wherever it's cheap, wherever it's | |
| Q Whatever | |
| California want us to do | |
| If you in the red and they get you in blue | |
| Represent your concrete keepin it true | |
| And all my girls in the world, | |
| I love you all | |
| I never want you to lose, | |
| I won't let you fall | |
| But you gotta get better at lovin a nigga, lovin yourself | |
| Instead of steady comin up on the wealth | |
| I been here a while, | |
| I know a pretty smile is a trap | |
| To pull a nigga right up out of his cap | |
| But give me 20 minutes | |
| I can widen the gap | |
| It's California baby on the left of the map, ah-hah [Chorus] |