does anybody care how you got there? Admit to yourself that everything's a problem But when it comes down what do you care They're losing California
译文: 斯隆. 失去加利福尼亚.
It's really a Desert Storm, that's word to my nigga Clue Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona Rep for them real niggaz, I'm winnin' in California Winnin
can't it be easy Why can't it be easy Easy like when you shot me Oh, why don't you fight for me I'm losing myself I'm just losing myself Can anybody
-off The general Ice the hardest mineral Feel me, a gem correct One thing that I got you'll never get's respect I stick the pits on ya I represent California
got no attitude That's what makes the situation, for sure It's that Cat from the South Everybody just can't stop talkin' about Lips stay poked out 'cause I cannot lose
, when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California
, yeah Windshield wipers slappin' time, I wass holdin' Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
cut my arm bleeding This is my last resort 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my
to back me Got another nation, killas out to try to jack me Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a St. Clair, true, you lose, you lose
Damn, this a bitch Motherfuckin' thing Ring CJ, do what he doin' in California Hello? Hey, wuz up nigga, it's Face What up Fizzace? Feelin' I'm gone
us L.A., what's the business? Vegas, what's the business? D.C., what's the business? Chi town, what's the business? I'm from a place called Compton, California
know ya Hanging out in the fancy bars With the boys who play guitar Though that I had to warn ya She's gonna make it out to California Hey you, what
them windshield wipers slappin' time And Bobby clappin' hands We finally sang up every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
a choice to make about me Can I get busy, are my raps too weak? Boy, you're too grown, don't say I'm borin' Just because you know I come from California
suckers that play rap songs Making those words to sing along I'm fresh yea fresh as that So dang fresh I know the deal I'm from Oakland, California the
time To handle business nigga lay low Presentin' more urban tales of crack sales An black mail, an black males, peelin' black males That?s why these California
Jerry spent some time in michigan A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime A dime is worth a lot more in detroit A dime in california, a twenty