[Produced by Foreign Allegiance]
[Ladies singin']
[Verse 1]
Uh
The sky is the beginnin'
A n***a lyin', if he tell you different
I will never stop my shine, with a limit
Oh My to the Goodness, comin' raw with a winner
Young California, I can run away from winter
Young Cube, baby, might catch a n***a chillin'
Spillin' champagne on the ground
Blowin' those to the ceiling
Started from the bottom, but then Dough brought the swishers
Now a n***a so high, swear I'm shittin' on the pigeons
N***as ain't been to Cali, then you don't know what you missin'
Up in Staples Center, like fuckin' Achilles Tendon
Primitive Tee, Laker fitted, in some Chucks
All gold everything, a n***a on his Jerry Buss
Bitches throwin' pedals, at the feet of a G
Call my team my regime, bitch, I be with some beasts
And n***as best believe when we ride, we ride deep
N***as know where I be:
Palm trees and concrete
[Hook]
When this world ends, my Lord I pray
Take time to save Califor-ni-a
But oh my God
Until that day
Let me ride around the streets of LA
With all the ladies singing
[Ladies singin']
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Cali ain't no place like home
Ridin' through the streets of LA with all the ladies singin'
[Verse 2]
Always be aware of the dangers that's pursuin'
[Rochets, Rotchetas], gold diggers and groupies
Chillin' with this bitch who trynna be up in the movies
Remind her, she sits in a topless jacuzzi
Girl, I ain't trynna hear about your life
I rather be in traffic on the 405
Higher than a Westbrook vertical
Top back convertable
Ain't heard of my car
Bitch don't worry, it ain't heard of you
West side of the map
California heir, hold on catch a contact
'cause we on that Cali shit
From the C to the A
From the streets of LA
From the beach to the bay
It's West Coast shit
We do it for a living (my n***a)
Four finger, two twisted up in the middle (my n***a)
Come down to Cali and you can see how we do
But either keep it 100 or keep it movin'
[Hook]
When this world ends, my Lord I pray
Take time to save Califor-ni-a
But oh my God
Until that day
Let me ride around the streets of LA
With all the ladies singing
[Bridge]
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Cali ain't no place like home
Ridin' through the streets of LA with all the ladies singin'
Let me ride around the streets of LA with all the ladies singin'
Let me ride around the streets of LA with all the ladies singin'
