Southern California Lyrics – Mr. Capone-E
Singer: Mr. Capone-E
Title: Southern California
Califa rap, comin’ to attack
It’s about time, that we put it on the map
You know it’s crackin’ in that sunshine state
Blowing up
There ain’t no reason to hate
Bounce, rock, skate
On that late night tip
Having nothing but fun
There ain’t a reason to trip
But just in case
I got a strap on my hip
A nice Smith N Wesson chrome with a tight rubber grip
But right now, it’s not even on my mind
Having too much fun
Having a real good time
Smoking on some Cali bomb
To relax and unwind
Give you something to bump
That’ll make you press and rewind
Like this, with a funked out twist
Sunny Southern California is how we doing it b#tch
So just in case you wanna trip
You better leave it at home
Criminal, Frank V and the homie Capone
Southern, Southern California
West Coast got one for ya
That’s how we be bangin’
West Coast keep on slangin’
Southern California
West Coast got one for ya
That’s how we be slangin’
West Coast keep on bangin’
As the sun goes down, in this California town (Santa Monica)
Chrome rim spinnin’ like a merry-go-round
Watch Mary go down as I drive on the 405
That exit ain’t no joke
Sex ain’t no joke
Dirty dog from the land of dirty smog
30 macks get the axe, 30 wacks
But f#ck the drama
Take a puff and relax
Palm trees OG’s, regals and Cadillacs
b#tches jock sounds and switches
Haters jack ‘em
Guns are like thug repellent
That’s why we pack ‘em
Make you Swiss cheese
Trying to take my keys
Eat you up like a thousand degrees
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust when I bust
Blue rag is a must, in the south side I trust
All around the world on my chrome
But no matter how far I roam
I always come back home to…
Southern, Southern California
West Coast got one for ya
That’s how we be bangin’
West Coast keep on slangin’
Southern California
West Coast got one for ya
That’s how we be slangin’
West Coast keep on bangin’
It’s the sunshine state, sunny California
Southern California, where the G’s run up on ya
Killa Cali, where the stars roll Jeep’s
Hood rats keep jockin and the homies roll deep
Like to creep, on a rival or two
Gang related tattoos with the FOX11 news
Nike shoes slingshot and them blue Levi’s
White T-shirt, locs, hydraulic {?} and lowriders
Homicide testified, acquitted from life
Earning stripes on the yard, shooting em my kite
One life to live, always tryna tripping
If you come flossin’, your boy like {?} big kid
And that’s now what we yelling
Fearless bailing out the county
Never ever telling
Hi Power selling
And that’s that, west coast on the map
Bomb #ss track
Califa rap ese
{Chorus} x2
Southern, Southern California
West Coast got one for ya
That’s how we be bangin’
West Coast keep on slangin’
Southern California
West Coast got one for ya
That’s how we be slangin’
West Coast keep on bangin’
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