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Cali Chronic

アーティスト:Harlem World  作詞:ANGELETTIE DERIC MICHAEL/BETHA MASON/BONNER LEROY  作曲:ANGELETTIE DERIC MICHAEL/BETHA MASON/BONNER LEROY 

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Turn it up (Huddy Combs) Yo, when I roll you know the cats be out So you cowards got no choice but to rat me out I call in from the pen to try to see what that be 'bout 'cause I catch a fool slip and yo, his ass is out (Blinky Blink) Hud, stay on the low, pop two cops Thug, Against All Odds, like Tupac I'm caked up, dog-tired from Jacob Platinum, reach for it then wake up (Huddy) For top dollar yo, I squeeze my trigger And Lord knows, I'll lead this nigga 'cause I'm down for whatever Matter of fact, I'm down for the cheddar Try to clown and get your ass layed down forever (Blink) Niggas hate to see a G come up (yeah) Young niggas that run up get gun up That's for real, seen the nigga pass the still Even wink, your ass get killed, All Out (Meeno) 1 - This is for the no-nada's 6'4" rida's, all them ones are lowriders All weed smokers, whole weed sippa's All dead homies, and O.G. nigga's Throw it up This is for the no-nada's 6'4" rida's, all them ones are lowriders Whether blewed out or flamed out Mask on, ridin' with them big things out Yay a yayyy (Meeno) Light up the izzy-izzy ba-ba, ask yourself, why try?


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