Xzibit - California Vacation lyrics

[Intro] WESTCOAST! The Doctors Advocate [Verse 1: The Game] Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up n***a Sippin' on Gin & Juice, fill up your cups n***a The West Coast back crackin' like it's '94 So b**h get on your knees and give me head like it's '94 And don't come up for air 'til the beat drop I'm the Doctor's Advocate Call it a sneak peak at the motherf**ing "Detox" Take note, grab a pen And let the world know the West is ridin' again I graduated from Dre school, top of my cla** Treat my switches like my b**hes, got 'em droppin' that a** Still bangin' The Chronic like Doggystyle came with it And I roll up sticky on my b**h back while I hit it I done Been There, Done That, had beefs and won that 5 million records on one plaque, I hung that Still got Dr. Dre lowridin' in the '6-4 When you see us throw it up for the f**ing (West Coast) [Hook: Snoop Dogg + (Xzibit)] My heart beat for the (West Coast) We grow the best weed on the (West Coast) We lowride on the (West Coast) So I'mma die throwing up the (West Coast) My heart beat for the (West Coast) We grow the best weed on the (West Coast) Still lowridin' on the (West Coast) You should take a trip and visit the (West Coast) [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Check game, I'mma show you how to bang Uncle Snoopy is it true you from that 20 gang? All the time neph', I gotta let my nuts hang A chest full of chains, left hand with a pinky ring I'm in a Steeler cap, Swisher Sweet peel 'em back My lil' hoodrat, baby got that mini mac Baby got that twenty sack, baby got plenty that Whatever you send us my nucca, we gon' send it back I'm in the club with the snub gettin' love With 20,000 Crips and 20,000 Bloods and We don't give a f** about none of y'all And when you hit the city, you better holla at the Bigg Dogg I done seen n***as hit L.A. and get they chain snatched Then they call me up beggin' me to get they chain back What I look like, the motherf**in' police? There's certain rules you got to follow when you in these streets Especially when it comes to this Cali sh** And I ain't talkin' bout hangin' in the valley b**h Gangbang n***as all up in the alley, Crip On some real talk n***a we the real ones (West Coast) [Hook] [Verse 3: Xzibit] I heard the blue rag n***as ain't f**ing With the red rag n***as on the West Coast (f** you mean?) sh**, from what I seen, red and blue can make green Black Wall Street and X only Since jealousy breeds hatred, hatred breeds violence Violence breeds enemies, more permanent silence California alliance, it's more important than ever So throw it up, we lowridin' together (yeah!) Make the West Coast rise forever Eses, Bs and Cs represent your letter Got Game the go-getter, Xzibit the rhyme spitter Snoop Dogg the boss, we gangsta at all costs Y'all n***as is so soft and p**y so f** off 'Fore one of my n***as draw that hammer and dump off It's kush, you gon' cough {*cough-cough*} Yeah, inhale the smoke Bandana hang, bang the Coast my n***a (West Coast) [Hook]