(Verse 1:Jay Rock) Motha****a this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens Follow me home back to my project apartment Land of the palm trees, buyin **** we smokin, home of the low-lows 6-4s we rollin, chuck taylors and nikes, wife beaters and white tees Up in the Yay area boys gettin hyphy Los Angeles where them boys rockin them colors hard Runnin from 1 time, we ain't livin behind them bars Take you on Crenshaw, then show you how to ride a car Hit a couple of switches, you won't have to buy a? Take you on Slauson, I'm flossin, lookin like a star Witta bad ***** with ass and cash in her bra Pocket full of cash, we smash, we all at the mall Hit a swapmeet, snatch some khakis up off the wall Turn your music up cus we don't give a **** about the law Only Lord knows, this is California soul
(Chorus:The Game) C-A-L-I-F-O-R-NIA, my name rang in MIA, I'm the talk of New York Down in ATL, they smell me, so ain't **** *****s could tell me Ask in Mo-town, they'll tell you how it go down, ain't no California love We California thugs, we throw California slugs, so throw up a California dub
(Verse 2:Jay Rock) Motha****a this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens Follow me home back to my project apartment Gotta get money homey, we hustle regardless Changin my number ***** the streets steady callin, but Moneys my target, nobodys flawless Step in my building still got the work under my carpet Still living heartless, rats, roaches crawlin Killa Killa Cali, plenty souls deparment South Central active, gang bang capitol Bloods and Crips runnin the city dawg, it's factual What set you claim? Little homey they askin you Wrong color, wrong sign, boy they blastin you And when you passin though better have a pass if u Because these boys in the hood they'll casket you Nothin but the truth is what I'm givin you Lord knows, the life of a California soul
(Chorus:The Game) C-A-L-I-F-O-R-NIA, my name rang in MIA, I'm the talk of New York Down in ATL, they smell me, so ain't **** *****s could tell me Ask in Mo-town, they'll tell you how it go down, ain't no California love We California thugs, we throw California slugs, so throw up a California dub
(Verse 3:Jay Rock) Motha****a this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens Follow me home back to my project apartment Still in my hood on my beach cruiser, pedalin *****s think I'm a rookie but got the heart of a veteran ***** I'm a doctor?, I got that medicine For them patients they say the go around me but that's irrelavent ***** hangin low just like a elephant, still ridin high like a pelican ***** I ain't studder man, I do it for the gutta men I do it for my people on a hustle on a struggle, we go? dawg I do it for the W, west coast my coast, Watts, California My hood my burough, plus I gotta keep it thorough man I gotta keep it gangsta That's what I am no ****sta, never that Momma never raised a c****, watch what you sayin huh Only Lord knows, California soul
[00:00.000] 作词 : Gratz [00:00.000] 作曲 : Wayne Gratz [00:00.00] [00:20.73](Verse 1:Jay Rock) [00:21.23]Motha****a this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens [00:23.77]Follow me home back to my project apartment [00:26.36]Land of the palm trees, buyin **** we smokin, home of the low-lows [00:30.09]6-4s we rollin, chuck taylors and nikes, wife beaters and white tees [00:34.15]Up in the Yay area boys gettin hyphy [00:36.60]Los Angeles where them boys rockin them colors hard [00:39.15]Runnin from 1 time, we ain't livin behind them bars [00:41.65]Take you on Crenshaw, then show you how to ride a car [00:44.07]Hit a couple of switches, you won't have to buy a? [00:46.82]Take you on Slauson, I'm flossin, lookin like a star [00:49.20]Witta bad ***** with ass and cash in her bra [00:51.81]Pocket full of cash, we smash, we all at the mall [00:54.25]Hit a swapmeet, snatch some khakis up off the wall [00:56.80]Turn your music up cus we don't give a **** about the law [00:59.32]Only Lord knows, this is California soul [01:01.10] [01:01.60](Chorus:The Game) [01:02.10]C-A-L-I-F-O-R-NIA, my name rang in MIA, I'm the talk of New York [01:08.13]Down in ATL, they smell me, so ain't **** *****s could tell me [01:12.08]Ask in Mo-town, they'll tell you how it go down, ain't no California love [01:17.19]We California thugs, we throw California slugs, so throw up a California dub [01:21.13] [01:21.63](Verse 2:Jay Rock) [01:22.13]Motha****a this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens [01:24.78]Follow me home back to my project apartment [01:27.50]Gotta get money homey, we hustle regardless [01:29.84]Changin my number ***** the streets steady callin, but [01:32.65]Moneys my target, nobodys flawless [01:34.93]Step in my building still got the work under my carpet [01:37.53]Still living heartless, rats, roaches crawlin [01:40.05]Killa Killa Cali, plenty souls deparment [01:42.61]South Central active, gang bang capitol [01:45.18]Bloods and Crips runnin the city dawg, it's factual [01:47.78]What set you claim? Little homey they askin you [01:50.20]Wrong color, wrong sign, boy they blastin you [01:53.14]And when you passin though better have a pass if u [01:55.67]Because these boys in the hood they'll casket you [01:58.07]Nothin but the truth is what I'm givin you [02:00.19]Lord knows, the life of a California soul [02:02.34] [02:02.84](Chorus:The Game) [02:03.34]C-A-L-I-F-O-R-NIA, my name rang in MIA, I'm the talk of New York [02:09.22]Down in ATL, they smell me, so ain't **** *****s could tell me [02:13.23]Ask in Mo-town, they'll tell you how it go down, ain't no California love [02:18.24]We California thugs, we throw California slugs, so throw up a California dub [02:22.00] [02:22.47](Verse 3:Jay Rock) [02:22.97]Motha****a this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens [02:25.78]Follow me home back to my project apartment [02:28.42]Still in my hood on my beach cruiser, pedalin [02:30.93]*****s think I'm a rookie but got the heart of a veteran [02:33.54]***** I'm a doctor?, I got that medicine [02:35.99]For them patients they say the go around me but that's irrelavent [02:39.17]***** hangin low just like a elephant, still ridin high like a pelican [02:43.31]***** I ain't studder man, I do it for the gutta men [02:45.52]I do it for my people on a hustle on a struggle, we go? dawg [02:48.80]I do it for the W, west coast my coast, Watts, California [02:52.32]My hood my burough, plus I gotta keep it thorough man I gotta keep it gangsta [02:56.39]That's what I am no ****sta, never that [02:59.08]Momma never raised a c****, watch what you sayin huh [03:01.54]Only Lord knows, California soul [03:25.54]
