MOUNT WESTMORE - California lyrics

I'm from the murder side, Long Beach
Certified Rollin' 20 Crip, you heard it right
Boy (Oh, God) , no place you can hide
Throwin' up the C
But got homies from the other side
Boy (Oh, God) , I hooked up with more hogs
Cube, 40 and Short Dog representin' Cali
(Oh, God) , we back on it, boy
Mount Westmore, put a stamp on it, boy
We smack on you, boy (Oh, God)
Blowin' smoke through the ozone (Ah)
Hit the block and get my roll on
Money lookin' so long
(Oh, God) , all my niggas on the same shit
Pick one, you can't go wrong (Yes, sir)
Yeah, for sure, boy
(Oh, God) , we do it, we sip the fluid
Dippin' and movin', smokin' the best weed
(Ohh-whee)
Dub-E-S T (Oh, God) , just look to the left
Live in the flesh


Four niggas throwin' up the West

Out of the dark alleys of Californ-IA
Bow-wow-wow, yippy yo, yippy yay
Where the Gs play home of the Cougars and
The Falcons, oh, yeah, that's the Bay
But out in LA
We prefer the four, the deuce, or the trey

California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop) california

Whoop, whoop, that's the Blood call (Ooh ooh)
Make you wanna Crip walk southern California
(Oh, God) , from LA to the Bay
I'm from Northern Cali-foolya
Where the hustlers play
Survival (Oh, God) , still relevant like the Bible, tribal
Prayin' for all of my enemies
Continue rewritin' history
Doing it all over again (Oh, God) , bitch
We gon' finish up what we started
This slap right here is sick
Might make you speakers vomit
I be still gettin' carded
Found the fountain to youth
Lookin' the same way that I looked
Way back in nineteen ninety-deuce
(Whoop, whoop) nigga, we livin' proof
Stood the test of time
If a fucker disagree, he must be deaf
Dumb and blind (Whoop, whoop)

California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop) california, yeah, for sure
(For sure, yeah
Oakland niggas in this motherfucker now)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop) california

We from the East Side
Oakland, California, that's how we ride
(Oh, God)
We don't know you, nigga, where you from?
You lookin' over here
But y'all don't want none
We make the homicide rate go up every year
(Oh, God) if you a bad motherfucker
You can make it here
And we ain't throwin' no signs
(Oh, God) , just a clip and a nine
One bullet to the head
Put some shit on your mind
Get busy, California grizzly
I'm rollin' hundreds, who rollin' with me?
Yellow's the color of sun rays
Harley-Davidsons on Sundays
So don't hate, I'm from the golden state
Do a half-pike off the Golden Gate
Will I live or die? Ain't no tellin'
'Fore I hit the water
You know what I'm yellin'

California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop)
California, yeah, for sure (For sure)
Tell the people this is Mount Westmore
(Whoop, whoop) california