To Rate★ Intro ★
Welcome to California homie
Home of the mothafucken G’s
Crooked ass police
Homicide on a fucking regular basis
Striking out left and right, 25 to life
★ Chorus ★
Welcome to California
That’s where we put it down
Another gun blasting
Another body on the ground
To all the homies in the streets
Yeah I see you now
Throw up your fingers
Twist ‘em up and represent your town
In California
The drama never dies
And as a matter of fact
It spreads and multiplies
You gotta be ready to spill blood
You better be ready to ride
Because the weak lose
And only the strong survive
★ Verse 1 ★
Take a walk with me
Through that golden state
Where homicide numbers stack
And that murder rate
Just keeps going up
And youngsters keep going down
The same spot he used to slang
Is where his body was found
And here’s a little advice
Before you get caught up
You better run that southside
If it’s all shot up
Because the streets have no mercy
No pity is shown
At the early age of 13
He’s already grown
The homies took ‘em under their wing
So now the streets are his home
You give that boy a quarter pound
He breaks it down in to zones
The only state with ❲?❳
And crooked politicians
Another murder on the news
Another youngster on a mission
And them D.A.‘s are handing out 25 to life
It’s a deadly ass game
You better not get the third strike
Wonder why foos get shanked
Tossed off the third tier
Foos be looking for some love
But love ain’t fucking living here
★ Chorus ★
Welcome to California
That’s where we put it down
Another gun blasting
Another body on the ground
To all the homies in the streets
Yeah I see you now
Throw up your fingers
Twist ‘em up and represent your town
In California
The drama never dies
And as a matter of fact
It spreads and multiplies
You gotta be ready to spill blood
You better be ready to ride
Because the weak lose
And only the strong survive
★ Verse 2 ★
High speed chases
Foos catching them cases
Hardest youngsters on the streets
Pull their straps at their faces
Haha yeah, it’s just a daily routine
Working out in the yard
Slanging dope to them fiends
Baseheads talking to themselves
Sleeping up in the mattress
Tourists get their chain snatched
Welcome to killa Cali
It’s all good
There’s palm trees
Yeah there’s bitches learning shit on these streets
That their schools would never teach
So we use all the tools and the knowledge that we know
Homies locked down in prison
25 to life up on the row
And yeah these cops ain’t packing automatics now
You better not make a wrong move
These crooked pigs will buck you down
Foos get the misconception
Thinking it’s blooding and just cripping
Hit a wrong left turn
Witness ten sureños tripping
And you can slip at any time
I suggest you pack your cuete
And in this crazy ass state
Criminal’s fully auto-quipping
★ Chorus ★
Welcome to California
That’s where we put it down
Another gun blasting
Another body on the ground
To all the homies in the streets
Yeah I see you now
Throw up your fingers
Twist ‘em up and represent your town
In California
The drama never dies
And as a matter of fact
It spreads and multiplies
You gotta be ready to spill blood
You better be ready to ride
Because the weak lose
And only the strong survive
★ Verse 3 ★
Welcome to California
Where its hot in the summer
And if you don’t watch your move
The streets will take you under
We got crooked laws enforced by these crooked ass cops
And everybody wants to smoke the bomb California chronic
Some muthafuckas get beat
For acting all violent
Quick to burn the city down
Like the L.A. riots
And my raza’s United
All representing the southern side
From Silverlake, West Covina, Baldwin Park and Riverside
From Pomona to Corona, homies holding it down
San Bernardino, Lynwood, back to the Pico town
All the way to Ventura back down to San Diego
Homies in Compton, Inglewood, Fontana and Chino
All my riders, every city, always keeping it real
City of Monte, Huntington Park
Can’t forget about Bakersfield
Santa Monica, Hollywood, Canoga Park and Pacoima
On behalf of Mr. Criminal
Welcome to California
★ Chorus ★
Welcome to California
That’s where we put it down
Another gun blasting
Another body on the ground
To all the homies in the streets
Yeah I see you now
Throw up your fingers
Twist ‘em up and represent your town
In California
The drama never dies
And as a matter of fact
It spreads and multiplies
You gotta be ready to spill blood
You better be ready to ride
Because the weak lose
And only the strong survive
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