Himself - Cali (Souled Out) lyrics

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Himself - Cali (Souled Out) lyrics

[Sample] "California soul" [Verse 1: Murs] And that's me with a smile Fist clenched when I stroll Everyday's top down Don't know nothin' about the cold Never been (Snowed in) Coast stays (Golden) Bright lights, big city Bus cost a buck sixty But watch out for the 60s when they out (Rollin') Tearin' up every function and I swear it be for nothin' L.A. n***as goin' out just to get into somethin' Cowards get tormented Concrete war scented California essence to the beat in four minutes While we fight for no reason, livin' life with no seasons With them low life heathens Lips tight, no cheesin' Cause it's hard on a n***a Never fall from a trigger so I stay distant from home I mean I love Cali But I love it so much I had to leave it alone [Sample] "California soul" [Verse 2: Anacron] San Fran, L.A., S.D., S.J Pasad, Fonte, Oak Town and me Placed in the heart of k**a Cal when I was young Ain't no debate which state I originate from Born in NC and now stay in IL Four fifths of my life, time went quite swell In C-A-L-I, these days tell my History cultivated by a golden sun Holdin' guns pokin' fun at the homeboy Playin' the dozens of hood rats like toys Nice boy is quite coy And knows how to mack California is the spot where all the hot broads is at Besides all of that My state create grade fives I love to take rides on a peaceful mountainside Look down and admire the land where fool's bang And hang late night with heavy R's in their slang You wouldn't understand though It's a Cali soul thang Please believe it [Sample] "California soul" [Verse 3: Himself] Man look, I'm old school L.A. like Ice-T's perm Roll through your hood, lookin' for you like Big Worm Looks like you motherf**ers just ain't learn I'll mash you too, you just gotta wait your turn I'm old school L.A. like King Tee's loc's Old school L.A. like drive-bys and 100 spokes I'm old school L.A. like 6-4's n***as in L.A. don't need Bentley's to get hoes I'm old school L.A. like crocasacks Jheri curls and Dodger's caps b**hes with straps This is where the sun goes down Late night, big guns, show down Shake up the whole town Tryin' to destroy the only block you hold down You need to slow down You don't wanna lose your life over dumb crimes Avoid the one time And enjoy your life in the California sunshine Oh yeah Believe it [Sample] "California soul" [Scratching] "Sunny Californ-I-A"

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