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Cali Living

YG

4Hunnid Degreez

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Tekst piosenki
[Produced by DJ Ill Will] DJ Ill Will Gansgta grills you bastards [Hook: Riko] 2X I got my top down in my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bag duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down speakers bump See me when I pull it up [Verse 1: YG] Gucci bag with the Louis belt You know I keep the Glock by the stash on the shelf Ya money too short nigga yous a elf Seen you the other day you was looking like you could use some help Just got a check, finna shop now, walk in the store, blow the whole stock down My mix-tape dropped who hot now oh that's ya bitch the one I knocked down Yea I'm a Fly nigga but this comp-town, disrespect the clique you get knocked up If you come back trippin' one of yo goons getting knocked down Aye I am a fly nigga, fly nigga Aye so I'm a keep it pressy, yea that's my nigga Yea I'm smoking young 40's, she said she bought a 40 I'm fucking with this bitch she say she 40 Told her my age, that's the reason she stay? Shit, probably cause she's seen that Rolley Got an issue nigga come press us my grandmama said the Lord gone bless us We ain't no students, don't test us cause that 9 bust more than my left nut Yea, all my niggas with the extras, like movie clips and $400 air max YSL, Flight club, or diamond store on Fairfax [Hook: Riko] 2X I got my top down in my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bag duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down speakers bump See me when I pull it up [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] This money, pursue that you the man I never knew that I walked up, my car start she asks me how you do that Nino Brown to the new Jacks, head nigga of the new school But I'm in another class, spend old money on my new school Yea two hoes, that's three bottles, don't call if you don't swallow Cute girls that roll weed, yeah that's my type of role models YG, that's four fingers niggas making six figures We got all the bitches nigga, you got all the bitch niggas Pusha Inc. and O.P.M, tell em' come and get with us Versace pillows everywhere nigga come and sit with us I am not really flossing I am just talking what I've seen It's not everyday you stuffing 20, 000 in your jeans I make music I make money don't let nothing come between I drink Hen not no lean, I get fresh like it's a routine Yea she know I do my thing cause I'm a legend in the west If you gone bring your gun just make sure you got your vest (Yeah...Fuck nigga) [Hook: Riko] 2X I got my top down in my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bag duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down speakers bump See me when I pull it up
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