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The Game( Jayceon Terrell Taylor )
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California Vacation [Explicit]
Lyricist:Calvin Broadus, Alvin Joiner, Jonathan Rotem, Jayceon Taylor
West Coast, The Doctor's Advocate
Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up, nigga Sippin' on 'Gin & Juice', fill up your cups, nigga The West Coast back crackin' like it's '94 So bitch, get on your knees and give me head like it's '94
And don't come up for air 'til the beat drop I'm the Doctor's Advocate Call it a sneak peak at the motherfuckin' 'Detox' Take note, grab a pen And let the world know the West is ridin' again
I graduated from Dre school, top of my class Treat my switches like my bitches, got 'em droppin' that ass Still bangin' 'The Chronic' like 'Doggystyle' came with it And I roll up sticky on my bitch back while I hit it
I done been there, done that, had beefs and won that 5 million records on one plaque, I hung that Still got Dr. Dre lowridin' in the '64 When you see us, throw it up for the fuckin' West Coast
My heart beat for the West Coast We grow the best weed on the West Coast We lowride on the West Coast So I'ma die throwin' up the West Coast
My heart beat for the West Coast We grow the best weed on the West Coast Still lowridin' on the West Coast You should take a trip and visit the West Coast
Check game, I'ma show you how to bang Uncle Snoopy, is it true you from that 20 gang? All the time, neph', I gotta let my nuts hang A chest full of chains, left hand with a pinky ring
I'm in a Steeler cap, Swisher Sweet, peel 'em back My lil' hoodrat, baby got that mini mac Baby got that twenty sack, baby got plenty that Whatever you send us, my nucca, we gon' send it back
I'm in the club with the snub gettin' love With 20,000 'Rips and 20,000 Bloods And we don't give a fuck about none of y'all And when you hit the city, you better holla at the Bigg Dogg
I done seen niggaz hit L.A. and get they chain snatched Then they call me up beggin' me to get they chain back Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com What I look like, the motherfuckin' police? There's certain rules you got to follow when you in these streets
Especially when it comes to this Cali shit And I ain't talkin' 'bout hangin' in the valley, bitch Gangbang niggaz all up in the alley Crip On some real talk nigga, we the real ones
My heart beat for the West Coast We grow the best weed on the West Coast We lowride on the West Coast So I'ma die throwin' up the West Coast
My heart beat for the West Coast We grow the best weed on the West Coast Still lowridin' on the West Coast You should take a trip and visit the West Coast
I heard the blue rag niggaz ain't fuckin' With the red rag niggaz on the West Coast, fuck you mean? Shit, from what I seen, red and blue can make green Black Wall Street and X only
Since jealousy breeds hatred, hatred breeds violence Violence breeds enemies, more permanent silence California alliance, it's more important than ever So throw it up, we lowridin' together, yeah
Make the West Coast rise forever Ese's, B's and C's, represent your letter Got Game, the go getter, Xzibit, the rhyme spitter Snoop Dogg, the boss, we gangsta at all costs
Y'all niggaz is so soft and pussy, so fuck off 'Fore one of my niggaz draw that hammer and dump off It's kush, you gon' cough, kid, inhale the smoke Bandanna hang, bang the Coast, my nigga
My heart beat for the West Coast We grow the best weed on the West Coast We lowride on the West Coast So I'ma die throwin' up the West Coast
My heart beat for the West Coast We grow the best weed on the West Coast Still lowridin' on the West Coast You should take a trip and visit the West Coast
West Coast, West Coast, West Coast
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