[Intro]
[Daz]
Comin' from the city where no pity is shown shown shown shown
[Lady "V"] [x2]
In California
In Californ-i-a
[Daz overlapping "V"]
Rollin' down Crenshaw Boulevard
Starin' at these suckers who claim to be hard
Daz Dillinger and Tha Gang
Who can blast and gangbang, hahaa
[Verse 1: Daz]
Who gives it up for every hooker, rat and hood slut
All in the cut Dat Nigga Daz with the pimp strut
You slept game on those who act lame
See, ain't a damn thang changed
You know I ride the neighborhood slow
Floss on you and let the weed blow
True indeed I'm havin' a ball
Pick up the phone and give my homies a call
What's up with y'all? (What's up y'all?)
Livin' in the city where we born to ball
Rolled up a Philly, we pack it tight
What a pity, what a sight
And hella chronic all damn night
Got the weed, it got me kinda feelin' so high
Hennessy got a brother so feelin' so high
Pull outta state, enjoy my day and I love to burn rubber
Pump up the jam for the summer
Gimme eureka, Snoop got the Hummer
Kinda make you wanna sit back and wonder
[Hook: Lady "V"]
[In California, in California]
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
And niggas get shot over who they thought you was
[In California, California]
The home of the cities of the gangstas and bud
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
Or you can get got for who they thought you was
[Verse 2: Daz]
Ooh damn, back by a popular demand
Daz Dillinger back in effect, homie, once again
The question is why y'all got a problem with me gettin' high
Say the wrong thing, get right
Prepare in effect, homies are prepared everywhere
Causin' ruckus, all bein' fair
Daz Dillinger finally alone in my zone
Be by myself in a place that I call home
Check it out, peep out the scenery
Ya meanin' to me nuthin' to me, ya keep frontin' to me
I hit you up Dogg Pound all come around
Lay 'em all down homies be frontin' for they town
Throw it up, east side, west side bumpin'
California's the state where we be dumpin', what
[Hook: Lady "V"]
[In California, in California]
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
And you can get shot over who they thought you was
[In California, California]
The home of the cities of the gangstas and bud
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
Ha haa or you can get bad got for who they thought you was
[The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya
It's a place where everybody wanna see
Once that you visit see all the places
You may never wanna leave]
[Verse 3: Daz]
Here I am stompin' down choppin' down yo compound
Knockin' all y'all out thirty seconds in the first round
Who come around get destroyed off contact
Realize and understand homie you don't want that
Check it out, let's engage in military actin'
Women, dope and drama keep me yackin'
Bump all that bullsh(it) you yappin'
Them beats and that bullsh you yappin'
I'm about all busy boggin' and cappin'
Pistol packin' you don't really want none of this action
Homie, you better watch out, cause nothin' can save ya
Tattooein' y'all with razors
Blazen that it didn't penetrate him but I grazed him
Now they callin' Daz unusual playa hater
Back on the spot, feelin' high
Watchin' as the cops pass by
Smokin' fire homie I ain't lyin'
Who the man from Long Beach, California to Japan
Rockin' like Run DMC, homie, without a band in hand
A why can't control the whole scene
Watch it unfold, get scold, get blown away
Any other rapper pay dearly, severely, y'all come and hear me
Damn, you get bruised, battered and slammed
Niggas try to see who I am, Dat Nigga Daz
[Hook: Lady "V"] [x2]
[In California, in California]
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
Where you can get got for who they thought you was
[In California, California]
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
Where you can get shot over who they thought you was
[The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya
It's a place where everybody wanna see
Once that you visit see all the places
You may never wanna leave]
[In California, in California]
The home of the city of the Crips & the Bloods
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
And you can get got for who they thought you was
[In California, California]
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
[In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a]
Where you can get shot over who they thought you was
[In California, Vallejo In Californ-i-a no time to lose
The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya
It's a place where everybody wanna see
Once that you visit see all the places
You may never wanna leave Mmm, mmm]
