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Boy, do it I'm from the murder side Long Beach, certified Rollin' 20 Crip You heard it right? (Boy) No place you can hide Throwing up the C, but got homies from the other side (boy) I hooked up with Mo Hall, Cube, 40 and Show Dog Representing Cali, we back on it (boy) Mount Westmore, put a stamp on it (boy) We smack on your boy Blowin' smoke through the ozone Hit the block and get my roll on, money lookin' so long All my niggas on the same shit Pick one, you can't go wrong Yep, for sure, boy, we do it and sip the fluid Dip it and moving Smoking the best weed, dub-E-S-T Just look to the left, live in the flesh Four niggas throwing up the West Out of the dark alleys of Californ-I-A Bow wow wow, yippie yo, yippie yay Where the G's 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, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Whoop whoop That's the blood call (Ooh-ooh) Make you wanna crip walk Southern California from L.A. to The Bay I'm from northern Cali-fool-ya where the hustler's play Survival, still relevant like the bible, tribal Prayin' for all of my enemy Continue rewriting the history, doing it all over again Bitch, we gon' finish up what we started This slap right here is sick, might make your speakers vomit I be still gettin' carded, found the fountain youth Lookin' the same way that I look way back in nineteen-ninety-deuce Nigga, we livin' proof, stood the test of time If a fucker disagree, he must be deaf, dumb and blind California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho (yeah, Oakland niggas in this motherfucker, now) Tell the people this is Mount Westmore California We from the East Side Oakland, California, that's how we ride We don't know you, nigga, where you from? You looking over here, but y'all don't want none We make the homicide break go up every year If you a bad motherfucker, you can make it here And we ain't throwing no signs, just a clip and a .9 One bullet to the head, put some shit on your mind Get busy, California grizzly I'm rollin' hunnids, who rollin' with me? Yellow's the color of sun rays Harley Davidsons on Sundays So don't hate, I'm from the Golden Dtate 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, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California Yeah, fo sho, fo sho Tell the people this is Mount Westmore (woo, woo) California California
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