Kalifornia Songtext / Lyric

(feat. Kokane)



[Intro: Cold 187]

Yeah... want to give a shout out to all my niggas out there

In the westcoast... on the westcoast...

Yeah... yeah... uhh...

Yo... I got to give a shout out to pomona...

Got to give it in south central, watts, compton, long beach

But for now... KMG won't you spit... spit... spit... for em






[Verse 1: KMG]

Mothafuckas don't get mad

Cause calis kinda fly

We be the gangsta town

The niggas that like to stay high

The land of big diamonds ya'll

Palm trees lowriders and moviestars

Where fools be mobbin with the real

Original where jackin is an art

Punk niggas get they caps pilled

And the hoes ain't scared to show they bodies

They wear the fly shit and freaks the set parties

Gave it up and the hoes wearin baggy shit

They the world why niggas got'em pussy whip

They got niggas goin to pins got niggas stealin [? ]

For friends for foes for shows and more hoes

Cause it costs a grip to live on the westcoast

Cause we be flossin

We leave the world a commadose

It's all about the paper here

So hear my dear

So roll me up a little chronic

Cause LA got the byonic



[Chorus:]

See ya got to have hot

To live in cali ya'll

You got to have the fly shit

To live in cali ya'll

It's gonna cost you a grip

To live in cali ya'll

Ya see the hoes be legit

When you live in cali ya'll



[Verse 2: Kokane]

They say it never rains in southern california

That's what they tell me

G's with the big bank [? ] why you play us

Livin it up just to be a hoe player

All westcoast californ

We got them runnin in flocks

Now freddies dead

But the [? ] super chicken

Got you hit to the dope spot

And like KMG

They said them hoes be trippin

Cause bitches be settin a nigga up

When you off flossin

Still tossin

Yeah I'm bout to make bread

Wake up in the mornin

Found a mothafuckin bullet in my head

But it's alright

If yo games hook up tight

And in the summer time

Riders on corners

I wish you all can be california

Ya save up all

Went from slang dope

To get a fly ride [? ]

Still funkin on them switches for the bitches

This is off the west all

They call me Mr flossy

Dolla dolla bill ya'll



[Chorus]



[Cold 187 talking] (KMG background)

Yeah... And that's the westcoast anthem cali style boy

(straight up straight up)

Yo yo... (the [? ] we be like flossin main)

Yo you want me to set it off... let me set it off for them... uhh



[Verse 3: Cold 187]

It's the first of the mouth

And I just came up

I'm headin to the shop to put some rims on my truck

Yeah... and you know I'm like cold on them hoes

Cause I'm rollin in a black on black 4 54

It's time for me to check my connect

So I could be on deck

Before them fiens get they county checks

I left about 11: 15

I spotted this fly fly cutey

In some [? ]

And you know I'm on them gold ones

So here she come... here she come...

Here she mothafuckin kitty come

All shit it's Sabrina from cavina

I hope she don't remember that I toss her cousin tina

Uhh... she probably care anyway

Cause bitches up in cali got game for days

She needed I ride to the mail

I said stall

I got shit to do

I ain't got no time to be fuckin with you

Uhh... and plus do I look like a cab

Turn the alpine up then I slam

It was hot like a mothafucka

Headed to the store

Saw a couple little homies kickin it at the front door

They say yo... hook us up main

Bought em a 40

For me I got a tall can

I said peace

Don't be trippin little comrades

But the shit be [? ] bout my own [? ]



[KMG:]

Yeah... cause we O hit

To bring you the fly shit

To make you feel pressure

Cause cali could test ya

Comrades still bangin

My niggas still bangin

And there's a whole lot of niggas still movin yayin



[Cold 187:]

Because it's highly compatible to come up

Ya got to have hard ache

Ya got to have a lot of luck

So if I hear you sayin cali ain't shit

Yo... you probably visited the valley little bitch...