Various Artists Only in California lyrics

Speak on it my nigga speak on it
And my heat go

Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya
Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya

Ice Cube the mutherfuckin' don, Snoop Doggy Dog a.k.a. Tha Doggfather
Mack 10 alias the Chicken Hawk, gangstas with rules
'Cause youse the niggaz with no rules
Ain't got nothing to lose, we got everything to lose

Threw his ass in, he feel the fin of the baracuda
I negotiate Mack is the shooter
You the nigga on the journey strapped to this gurney
We break breads with accountants and attorneys

Currency never worry me
Who's got the balls to murder me degree higher than a 33
Tell 'em what you drank never tell 'em what you thinkin'
Never tell 'em where the body stankin'

Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, bankin' Franklin what you thankin'
Hope your man come with the ransom
Let me see you dance on, no longer handsome
If you don't drop off than walk off, watch him

Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya
Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya

Them Westcoast niggaz is real set trippas
Will get you for them zippas, on a quest for them chippas
Slidin' while we ridin', not even hittin' switches
Hangin' at the high school gettin' at them young bitches

I got the dove sacks, homies love that
Hollering at my big homeboy who fresh out
Hangin' at my grand mama house, homie burnt out
What you gonna do when you get out of jail, I'm gonna have some fun

What do you consider fun a ounce and about five hun
So I put him on a move that I know about
Hooked him with a home girl from the south, good lookin' out
Money made, plug a playa in the game
Especially when he represent the same thing I claim

Damn they don't make niggaz like they used to
That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce deuce
That's real 'cause everybody wanna be a star
In the city of dope, a.k.a.. caviar


Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya
Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya

What have we a house full of cavi, no stress
Well known ridas from different sides of the west
Got the hi-zoes lickin' up so hard we stickin' up
Niggaz tired of the bullshit so we clicken up

Nigga please we ain't trippin' off C's and B's
It's the Westside Connect with the D P G's
For the cheese we jab with the gift of the gab
Always cappin', Mack, Cube and Snoop rappin' now how did that happen

It's all good so peep game if you could
Snoop be from Long Beach and I be from Inglewood
Now you despise 'cause it came to yo surprise
Two well known enemies now becoming allies

In Californ I A we parlay the G way
Some wear red and black and some sport blue and gray
So gangsta's don't dance we hang boogie and bang
So it's the Westside Connect with the Dog Pound Gang

Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up on ya
Only in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run up ya

There we have it, Ice motherfuckin' Cube the big fish
Rollin' with the atomic dog, Snoop Doggy Dog, down with the ring leader
Mack motherfuckin' 10, coming back once again nigga
We make and spend nigga

And my heat goes
And my heat goes
And my heat goes
And my heat goes

And my heat goes boom boom boom, boom boom boom
And my heat goes boom boom boom, boom boom boom
And my heat goes boom boom boom, boom boom boom
And my heat goes

I'll be down
This mutherfuckin' been jamned on me
And my heat goes