(Intro: Doc Doom)
Uh, what? Black Knights, n***a
k**a Cal Lifestyle, yea, West Coast
Uh-huh, yea, k**a Cal Lifestyle
Yea, uh-huh, yea, yea, yea
k**a Cal Lifestyle, yea
Yea, yea..
(Crisis)
The ghetto got us trapped that's why we bust gats
Flush crack, f** raps, blast first, bust back
Trust that it's a must that, we regulate
Never hesitate, on the paper chase
Go all out, hollow-tips until ya fall out
Wildly raised, highly praised, addicted to rowdy ways
A lot of cold nights and cloudy days
Get me set-trippin', wet dippin', Moet sippin'
When the Tec's spitten, we leave more than sweat drippin'
On and off, Northern course, blast gats at their horse
We usin' force, no remorse and n***as slackin' on these laws
Against the top notch, cream of the crops
So keep ya glocks co*ked, keep ya spot hot
Scorch to pistol-whippin' and hit ya fortune
(P.C.)
Yo we got somethin' for you, hear more of this, f*g
Hit a n***a with a quick stiff rigormortis jab
Knock his eye out his socket, take the chocolate tai out his pocket
And Knights watch, now we're real n***a rocket
It's a shame, paid all that money for that chain
End up slain, +f**in' With the Wrong n***a+, man
Black khakis with peanut clang
We bang with Black Knights, the West Coast k**a Bee Gang
(Chorus 5X: Doc Doom (Crisis))
+k**a Cal Lifestyle+ (+k**a Cal Lifestyle+
Where it's hunt or be hunted, drunken, weed blunted
n***a bring it if you really want it)
(Doc Doom)
What the f**, fool?
Yo, I'm from the home of the set-trip, where ya man-hood is tested
Constantly on some next sh**, anybody could catch it
k**a Cali warfare, orange hair smoke
f** and leave hoes broke, Cali ain't no joke
There's no hope, n***as gon' slang dope
Gang bang and hit licks to get chips, like "Why not risk it all?"
Money's the principal, f** if I slip and fall
f** it I'm dippin' dog, my click and all
Will empty out clips on y'all clowns
Poppin' that bullsh**, in k**a Cal we pull quick
Let off a round and let 'em know where the f** they're at
We keep it strapped in this k**a Cal habitat
Because it's like that
(Chorus 4X)
(Monk)
n***as don't play in k**a Californ-I-A
Where I stay, yes bodies lay in the alley way
The way of life I live is f**ed up
That's why I smoke blunts and get drunk
In k**a Cal we dip down blocks and let the sounds bump
On seventeens, our rocks spin like these
b**h Please, you know you pause when you see the D's
Stocked up on the ring-a-lo and six-fo'
It's summertime, you know we floss down Crenshaw
+4 Sho Sho+, we catch ya slippin' at the wrong light
Your things is my thangs and that's on, Black Knights
Live by the code, the rider's code is what I live by
If I'm empty, reload and let the slugs fly
(Chorus 4X)
(unknown female singer - 6X)
The life we live is just the life that we live
(Chorus 4X)
(unknown female singer - 4X)
The life we live is just the life that we live