Cartel - Cali (Our Style) lyrics

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Cartel - Cali (Our Style) lyrics

Young Ed: We ride Sacramento to Diego (16x) Raised in the streets raised with elites Come blaze with the chief in the West Coast is the best coast State known for beef There ain't no clearer speech in the way I tell it Put on CD's tapes and wax cover it wrap and sell it And if you sellin prevailing in a state known for twistin melons 187's funeral processions It ain't no tellin who's the next to fall off So I stay real never cross the game Cause it's a shame when those in the wrong state of mind Lose they name In Sac they live in a strange And in the V it's like boom-boom-boom-boom-boom They ain't playin All I'm sayin in the Rich it's off the hinge Don't be ridin through chillin if you ain't folks with close kin Speaking on all men who think the West ain't shining Berkeley won the NIT In Frisco we giants That's not a riot and You already know about the O From Yuk, 'Niz to $hort Neva Legal in EPA You might get sparked in Fresno It just a feds role that's equipped I get play out in San Jose and not even trip along with a tip This Cali life's the sh** So when I leave I represent throw up the West Northern Cal's in your state Cuz we some playaz that's gone demonstrate To navigate to our coast We guaranteed to make you pop the most Travel m-i-les to the Land of Angels or San Diego I guarantee you'll love our style Hook: My style Your style Your style My style Hostile Profile California lifestyle (4X) Mac Moose: California raisin blazin and grazin off good gra** and hash Strapped g in the stash pa** the blunt and let her pa** Like my jig's with a** See thru like gla** See like smashed Heard your main girl had a blast Me her young moose and bags Filled with prophalac's No cognac cuz Cali raised me from San Francisco baby (?) My block C-A-P grew up with boss hogs at the mountain top Caddy's, Jag's and drops slam the door and click the locks Ridin come non-stop Nothing but shocks and old schools on big blocks CH (?) cops spotlight shining from the chops Trying to get off rocks While you drop trying to set up shop Governmental plots place more blacks in Prison cells than jobs Lucky moms and pops who were here to steer me clear From the d**h and fears Locked in San Quienten for years with fears Forced to face my fears from Frisco to SV football cheers Know that it's a mirror that helped to get me here Step from the rear to the front hit a fat a** blunt So hey do what you want Indo pa** pop your trunks and co*k your guns Hook Mac Moose: Been different countries and went state to state First cla** trips to make Make more money so I can escape But ain't no place as great From Northern Cali to the L.A. stars To find menage a trois Hoodrats with no bras Come with big bodies Felons got more scars But never pause cuz Cali got me goin Asian, black, Samoan, Latino, Persian, blonde hair white snow And some of y'all ain't knowin we be flowin in these Cali streets Known for packin heat from the Sco down to Long Beach Jungle of concrete is what you meet When you step off the plane Colors, 'caine and gangs Young Ed: My style your style his style her style Very versatile see the way we raised is buckwild Hit a buck get out the way before We tear a chunk up out your chest Cause chops penetrate through vests Who can you ask about the West or how it is in Frisco Ask the Badboy camp, DJ Quik plus Nas And they don't know Yeah this the home of bolos not h*mos It's filled with a bunch of crazy sets Not a rapper trying not to give the set too much promo Because our sets are full enough as it is This not the place to raise your kids Hella trips to Lewis and Ribbs They took him young Put him in the casket from the crib From PH, HP, Lakeview, the Blackhole, SD to the Mission This is not the state to live Hook