Songtexte:
Cali Life Style

lil' crazy, so i got to give love back either gang bang,slang or pull the mutha fucken jack it's all good cuz im drivng nice cars pretty soon 25 to life spent behind bars, a wicked sly's life

Jeep make ya speakers pop I want muthafucking police trying to pull niggas over on this one We taking this one to the whole 'nother level gutter style Thug style

pimpin' now early with the hoes. Four for my niggaz runnin' around with .44's (yeah!) Reppin' that five all the way live [gunshot] I got a style that

this mission Listen, betta pray everyday Cross us on the way hoe [Krayzie] Ohhhh, oh, oh I just wanna seperate from the presious, baby Or maybe, I was meant to live my life

he eat her A Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba She do be lookin weaker, now her teeth are foul Speakin loud, peep her style

Call Up And Tell Everyone Misery Loves Company So We Done With Thee Enemy Where He Be Energy Sendin Me The Route My Negativity Trippin Wit Me You Runnin Fo Yo Life

in the words that we write We got tha power I keep it gully like a Cali general running the streets, ya freeze when I speak Memorized my style is unique

nigga we the same size Flows flow, fed up, tired and you talkin' shit, Preachin' with your wack style, what else? Talkin' shit, Lookin' for your wack style

Master Glip I had to switch upon all this gang Cause suckers think that the battle was an on still from the free-style fill Where Im coming from, because the player life