Trizz - Sleepless In California 2 lyrics

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Trizz - Sleepless In California 2 lyrics

[Roc$tedy] The golden child, handle sh** animal style In and out, drive thru, with a blunt in my mouth I'm straight chiefing, no sleeping, just some young n***as eating Where the sun steady beaming, CA be the reason [Trizz] n***a I'm never sleeping, you barely tell if I'm blinking Pull up on him while he's sleeping Wake him up and f**ing beat him California home invasion, b**h it's k**ing season This is the southern region where marijuana be stinking [Roc$tedy] Yo, don't lose your teeth Maneuver through the streets with a b**h from Laguna beach Who that wouldn't approve of me Who could it be, that n***a Roc$tedy laced with axes and machetes Slice the guts up out your belly [Trizz] My n***a I hope they ready cause sh**'s about to get deadly Southern Cali, tommys, [?] Dare you to try to catch me, I'm bringing it raw like Eddie Trip over sh** that's petty cause n***as is tryna X me Like a b**h when she ain't s**ing [Hook] Are you up n***a? You know I'm wide awake Are you up n***a? You know I'm wide awake Palm trees, big dreams, and a lot of cake A lot of money to be made n***a andale Are you up n***a? You know I'm wide awake Are you up n***a? You know I'm wide awake I got to live for the moment, I could die today I got to get it how I live, Imma find a way [Roc$tedy] With so much drama in the LBC it's kinda hard being all OC From [?] to the bay, back to the IE Keep a team full of kings like I play hockey It's the new shock g Neck full of stones, house shoes on as I mob through these streets n***a home sweet home Where it feel like summer all year long And they say it never rains, well it's bout to be a storm Me and Trizz all that, like Keenan and Kel brought back Or a soda with some vodka on that It's the top cat, tell these pussies fall back And that's beyond rap, stormy in your contacts As the k**er from k**er Cali with k**er up in baggie I'm feeling like Michael Jackson, I'm bad as f** Sitting in the 45 traffic, mad as f** So next time you in the city girl, ask for us We here [Hook] [Trizz] Man let me tell em how we do this Express it through this music Spare a n***a 16 bars on how we do sh** Hat to the black, shirt black, and my adidas Riding with this n***a Roc$tedy, have you seen him? He probably on the eastside of the beach, blowing reefer Scraping a two seater, getting head from Kathina On his way to Compton, he hit me Told me to meet him on the east side of the hub Where the fans k**ed Keisha Walking around here, you better carry a heater These n***as ain't f**ing playing, they working hard as the reaper Take your b**h and they keep her, she f**ing long as they feed her They k** her if they don't need her or get a b**h to go beat her Shout out my n***a Frog, rest in peace to [?] I saw my n***a pushing a beamer and I got eager to go out And get it cracking with this rapping, no slacking Any song that I'm rapping will likely go out a cla**ic [Hook]