Текст песни: Xzibit - Cali Kings Part 1



If it wasn`t for the west


These rap niggaz wouldn`t need a vest around they chest


Keeping bustin about, where you at? and what you owe, and what you drive?


So the day some niggaz come for you i`m really not surprised


Mr. black bruce willis


Please don`t kill us


I show mercy like kevorkian


Like a scorpion


I sting you from behind and put it in you


Meet me at the venue, put you on the spot to put you on the menu


Its the mc, i be the one that keeps the bitches hot


Xzibit living life, like a ball inside a ?riders slot?


Dripping everything cause you ain`t even got a dime to drop


Go ahead and call the cops; you ain`t did nothing


Jerry spring you out the studio, me and suge knight into the parking lot


Niggaz ain`t ready for all the shit i`ve got


Look at yourself crushing xzibit with your tough talk


That`s like christopher reeves doing a crip walk





Chorus:





Cali kings is fresh out the box


Yeah, straight up, night on the rocks


*repeat*





Verse two: likwit





Knock your songs


Is defendin minor foes


Every squeeze i let a minute


?to freeze and stay cold?


I prepare to blast hoes


Cause they say these flows is lethal


I`m peepin through my peephole


They sneekin up on me though


Rico got a pistol, nasa got a missile


Likwit got too drunk so now the party is official


I bounce until the end and still set it with bad credit


Got a wack-ass record deal but i signed before i read it


But don`t regret it, everything is so pathetic


When the water`s gettin deep you can drown or you can tread it


I battle with finesse, like my niggaz giving quest


In these ??? we got props, we taking less


So, don`t touch that stereo


Or your people will becoming to your burry, yo


The ever sorry yo can blast, i`m here to blow it through the roof


I snatch the money and the hoes and disappear like boo! *echoes*


Chorus 2x





Verse three: baka boy





Yo its the ?? with baka boys, rings and cali kings


I`ve never been the one for police but like sing


Every breath you take and every move i make


Shot heard around the world from the golden state


I`m off the ringer with mine, your jerry springer with yours


Your gettin missed like a bitch and i can keep out your jaw


You hold your mop and run shop


Before i known to blow spots


Baka boys ain`t no choice so blastin on your block


I hold it down in the crowd for cali kings


And john p. and no p, no sing-sing


Laser tape, my name shall be ?regularly great?


I buy no plate, green trees roll, into lock and gate


B-a-k-a-b-o-y


Who would believe baka boys with the four eyes?


And like primo and guru you know my steez


Big shot to the city in the valley, cali kings


Likwit crew coming through i pay due


Cali kings, cali kings





Chorus 2x
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If it wasn`t for the west


These rap niggaz wouldn`t need a vest around they chest


Keeping bustin about, where you at? and what you owe, and what you drive?


So the day some niggaz come for you i`m really not surprised


Mr. black bruce willis


Please don`t kill us


I show mercy like kevorkian


Like a scorpion


I sting you from behind and put it in you


Meet me at the venue, put you on the spot to put you on the menu


Its the mc, i be the one that keeps the bitches hot


Xzibit living life, like a ball inside a ?riders slot?


Dripping everything cause you ain`t even got a dime to drop


Go ahead and call the cops; you ain`t did nothing


Jerry spring you out the studio, me and suge knight into the parking lot


Niggaz ain`t ready for all the shit i`ve got


Look at yourself crushing xzibit with your tough talk


That`s like christopher reeves doing a crip walk





Chorus:





Cali kings is fresh out the box


Yeah, straight up, night on the rocks


*repeat*





Verse two: likwit





Knock your songs


Is defendin minor foes


Every squeeze i let a minute


?to freeze and stay cold?


I prepare to blast hoes


Cause they say these flows is lethal


I`m peepin through my peephole


They sneekin up on me though


Rico got a pistol, nasa got a missile


Likwit got too drunk so now the party is official


I bounce until the end and still set it with bad credit


Got a wack-ass record deal but i signed before i read it


But don`t regret it, everything is so pathetic


When the water`s gettin deep you can drown or you can tread it


I battle with finesse, like my niggaz giving quest


In these ??? we got props, we taking less


So, don`t touch that stereo


Or your people will becoming to your burry, yo


The ever sorry yo can blast, i`m here to blow it through the roof


I snatch the money and the hoes and disappear like boo! *echoes*


Chorus 2x





Verse three: baka boy





Yo its the ?? with baka boys, rings and cali kings


I`ve never been the one for police but like sing


Every breath you take and every move i make


Shot heard around the world from the golden state


I`m off the ringer with mine, your jerry springer with yours


Your gettin missed like a bitch and i can keep out your jaw


You hold your mop and run shop


Before i known to blow spots


Baka boys ain`t no choice so blastin on your block


I hold it down in the crowd for cali kings


And john p. and no p, no sing-sing


Laser tape, my name shall be ?regularly great?


I buy no plate, green trees roll, into lock and gate


B-a-k-a-b-o-y


Who would believe baka boys with the four eyes?


And like primo and guru you know my steez


Big shot to the city in the valley, cali kings


Likwit crew coming through i pay due


Cali kings, cali kings





Chorus 2x
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