California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Aaaah tears have filled my bones Aaaah years expended gone [Repeat] Check my brain, check my brain
baths Niggas say I died dead in the streets Nigga, I'm getting high getting head on the beach Chillin', sittin' on about half a million With all my niggas, all my guns, all my
to shoot a gun for fun You bust a couple of slugs off the rooftop My team, come and touch ya somethin', make ya crew drop My nigga ICE, twice as nice
my brain But soothing my pain, I'm true to the game I got my mind made I gotta be that rich motherfucker Set it up so my grandkids don't suffer The
bitch to give you some brains or whatever You just say yo.. yo give me some knowledge. (haha) Know what I'm saying? It's some new shit, word up. Yo shorty, check
you do if you was in my shoes? Leave dudes in the rearview V-12 engine, corners spinnin' Twinkies shinin', pinky ring Armadale, nigga stinky stink Top, down, my
! I know my ego will cheer me I'm five steps from insane one line from your girl I'm one hit away from destroying the whole world My names Kardinal listen
creepin' on your homicide Let my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by Boogie Nikke's on a night ride Thuggin' through my thuggish ass hood at night with my
. Let my nuts and my gauge hang low. Now, walk on by. All: [Boogy Nikke on the mic, right.] Boogy Nikke: Thuggin' through my thuggish-ass hood at night with my
you and the glass that you puff on Don't smile in my face, when you see me get the fuck on Dope fiend ass nigga, tryna to get a free check Talkin' that
your name out Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate I'm only nineteen but my mind is older And when the things get for real, my
to call your name out Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate I'm only nineteen but my mind is old And when the things get for real, my
Check my voice mail, my grandma got cancer Now she layin' up in a old folks home When it seamed like yesterday she was home A month later stroke poped up her brain
gun nigga I ain't finished talkin' 'bout it til your top blown nigga This is my crew you gets hot ones hot son That's why I carry hot guns I'm gonna beat
Triple Seis, the God of War like Mars That leave MC's smashed but my Squad is odd Y'all never seen relish but always seem jealous Of my extreme fellas
, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh BK muthafucka It's a shame but a lot been change since we came up I used to run with them, now I got my guns for them Treat my hollows
I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell em I love em, my mouth, hit the fried I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay Where
I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell 'em I love 'em, my mouth, hit the fried I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay Where
