Kalifornication E

Damn, It's like a reunion or somethin', man. Whole lotta Yams gang shit goin' on, you know What I'm sayin'? True though, who though? What up though? Yeah. It's my day uno, man. Worldwide westside shit, you feel me? Four down blankets, four girls naked Welcome to my Fortress of love, baby, we fornicatin' Californication, permanent resident, No vacation Gotta be patient, baby, Have patience I talk to her in layman's Break It all down like powder with the bacon I'm With YG, Hootie, so shoutouts to Bacon Guarantee They won't play this at no radio station Raw, Uncut like the P that be stankin' I'm with Baron Davis, courtside at the Lakers Millionaire Gangbangers who still hang where it's dangerous Wildin' Angel Dust brazy, but somehow I still made It Stood tall through it all, so they say I ain't baked it P. Worthy the greatest Yeah, popular gang member Yeah, it's all the same difference Hit the top And only fuckin' with my same niggas This money Make a real nigga bang different I'm in mansions For young baddies, I hang different After the fights And yacht parties, Worthy, what is it? It's good to know both sides of life so You can pivot I'm happy we done turnt this West Coast up Still hit Gonzales Park and post Up They know us The hood rats and coke Sluts, G bodies and four racks Flockaveli the Active, kill niggas in both banks Had him cryin' On Figgy, still tryna get his ho back Real Niggas be so clutch Wrappin' all these packs up To fuckin' all these shows up Police love to Hit our shows up, but they can't roll us Judge in my Rolodex, know I'm droppin' cold cuts Alchemist to Larry June, flamed it up like month Of June Hood day, see how the hood play So you don't assume And I'm P like my Nigga ASAP P Yams hit the West Coast, Since then it's been me R. I. P.