调：D minor•
Intro 1
Dm
Verse 2
The same motherfucker that would
You know, who gone take you back
to Compton In that 64 two door
Sub woofers in the trunk kickin'
that lethal injection
Smith and Wesson
Strapped on his vest and
waitin' on the robber
Cause in the city of Angels it's all about survival,
Motherfuck the 5- 0, They wanna see you DOA,
welcome to L.A.
Where the ghetto birds flyin' over my
auntie's and my cousin's house
And now his momma cryin',
dead in California
Verse 3
Till the chronic blunt don't burn
Through the fuckin' palm trees,
California ain't a state it's
Dm
Motherfuckers
Verse 4
ain't gone learn,
Till the chronic blunt don't burn
Through the fuckin' palm trees,
California ain't a state
Verse 5
trip to the swap meat,
The scoop bought EGO trippin'
hood don't like me
Time to put the niggas on check,
Shoulda heard my my nigga
Mack 10 on the chirp
All I need is me and my bitch,
If you scared go to church,
Cause in California niggas
crack heads for the turf
And life ain't nothin' but
Teck- 9's and dirt
Dippin' through the the jungles,
my Escalade hit a dip
Stone cold jerry curl and not one drip
I sleep with the worms before
I swim with the fish
And I ride with my niggas
before I roll with a bitch
If it don't make dollars it
don't make sense
And I almost got shot because
I hit a fence
Verse 6
Till the chronic blunt don't burn
Through the fuckin' palm trees,
California ain't a state it's
Dm
Motherfuckers
Verse 7
ain't gone learn,
Till the chronic blunt don't burn
Through the fuckin' palm trees,
California ain't a state it's a army
Verse 8
it's a mutherfuckin' code red,
Niggas tried to straight up jack me
on his mo- ped
Caught him 'round the corner put
the beam on his forehead
Jumped in the impala then
smashed through the light
Without a one time in sight,
headed to the L.A.X.
Where there ain't nothin' but
Off Brand a nigga in the
the 40 on deck
And the teck tryin' be Shot
but it ain't time to flex
It's the third this shit
happened to me all day
Guess it's time to add another
1 tape and hit the switch
Emptied the whole clip in his
fuckin' face
Verse 9
Till the chronic blunt don't burn
Through the fuckin' palm trees,
California ain't a state it's
Dm
Motherfuckers
Verse 10
ain't gone learn,
Till the chronic blunt don't burn
Through the fuckin' palm trees,
California ain't a state
Interlude 1
it's a army
Dm
Verse 11
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