Northern Califoolya

[Intro:] “Hello” “Rick Rock” “Has a message for…” “The Bay Area” “To accept the message press 1” [Verse 1:] (Ugh, ugh) We flow for about five years ago, when we lost a down But I had faith in the game So I knew that one day that sooner or later it got to come back around E-40 Water held his ground Kept ma foot in the fast lane, flew uppidy on mesmerized Cuz I snuck up in up out d game, you makin' a 40 Water cd An get you penalized (penalized)I Promise you that you get your face kicked man (face kicked man) Astonishing, you never know who know who beat you black an blue Demolish you have you lookin' just like the bottom of ma shoe The game, the game feeds off us (feeds off us)the industry an all the slangin speeches (speeches) So we had to do what we like (do what we like) Unite, come together like a fist to a mic I'm from the block where they raise you up, tuck Glocks shot's blaze you up Big shot niggas fade you up, I'm in the cut where they fade you up 5-0-9, you can page me but I'm a hustla Bust you wit the Mac, never trust you wit the sack In fact, when you ready get fetti out d Lac I'll block patrol dead presidents an pesos, stack money an I chase hoes I give em blues, tattooes on who to choose, quitters never win an I don't plan to lose I check shoes, rich watch, an pocket books, been a crook Califoolya made ya look [Chorus:] The lan of the hustlas an slick choppas Ambulance gurneys an helicopters Gangstaz an playas an street ballas Game spittas like 40 the colla popper[x2] [Verse 2:] Hey boy, I'm a Bay boy An I rep every block that I'm on, every city I roam From the state that is golden, state where the youngstas keep holdin Feds an the narcs be patrollin Northern California, come an take a look (come an take a look) Crankin' off the hook (crankin' off the hook) Everybody's crooks (everybody's crooks) They be bringin you robberies, you can come mob wit me We can be violent we broke plus we smoke Blow on the best of dro, it's Frisco, now who's the next to go? The calico would make a playa hater rest fo' sho Califoolya, San Quinn reppin' the moe Yeah I run up in a party mayne an rep ma district (An rep ma district), an run up on yo boy like “Nigga what is it?” I sell each zones (uh huh), they sell like stones (uh huh) Frisco, California we stay off them phones (ha-ha) An I'll show you some thangs draw down, pull out the pilly son, an show you the rain Show you poor hustla niggas the game like turnin one into two It'll cost you more if I'm squattin em through West Coast nigga! (West Coast nigga!), I'm just lettin' you know The home of Scalen, Sic Wid It, an Death Row (whoo!) You still get that blow an that doe an wear them watches wit the tic-tac-toe (what!) [Chorus] [Verse 3:] (Yea) This nice guy role's been a God damn cover up (ugh) We ride on yo block wit the Mac, hit a nigga up (huh) God damn it! It's Northern Califoolya (right) this Mac gon' do ya (ugh) I swear it's gon' do ya (yea) The thought's all wrong when it comes to this north side (north side) I ain't lettin mothafuckin shit slide (nah) Gangsta, hustlas, pimps, dope dealers (ugh), tec's, Glock's, A-R's are real nigga We shoot through your chest (ugh), cardiac arrest Now you floatin through the sky, may God Bless Who am I? Mr. Ski, apply pressure, the 40 Water call mi “SKI” (hey) The most aggressive I was raised up where we say “blood” an “cuz” Gang bang, slang cane, breed killas an thugs I gave up sports, an started sellin drugs Use to be a car thief but now I spendin love to bars I'm a star; I was born one (born one)ma jersey is throw back, but never toss ma gun The task force hit the dock ma moms got stopped, ironic An rep East O but not from New York son I get money like Suge, Master P, an Russell an build up ma franchise cuz since the money is muscle I fuck wit the switch in the front before an everybody says “fo' sheezy” But where ma credit go? [Chorus] [Outro:] Northern Califoolya game We've all been properly introduced To uphold this yay mayne Cuz if we don't check it from the womb We gon' check it from the balloon Still serve in mind I'm pushin the number one tea spoon Northern Califoolya playin, mac's, pimp's, an ho slayers Were made sharper than the Gillette blue blade straight out the pack Cuz Northern Califoolya's the snake To start the strike, clear folks an judges up have plenty of this light So don't get caught up goin' to the spoon by noon Ya dig? Because you'll be missin that coochie cuz you be on yo way to the bitter hoochie