Sangtekst: Dolla. California Kushin.

California kushin
I luv it like your pussy
Tryna get up get out my state like goodie a problem aint na to me a lawyers couple thousand back stabbin ass
got me watchin my surrounds
pound for pound
word for word
i m ahead this third
great rappin ass niggaz i get better each verse
as we continue on infinity and beyond
benz cola green gettin dolla of the coin
Lift alot of weight last week i pulled a gun
the money keep goin never sleep keep goin
push it tot he limit cuz we gettin it till the mornin
and back to the place and vacade place's tropical
ridin like tooth decasing flipin over obstacls
gun play is optional but money is the focus
No just smokin weed its me and all them locals
cuz i get and respect it i m infected with the game
neglectin pelon and felons cuz she board to train
plane or automobile make sure if u drive slow
shasin after a mile stay focus on my dough
east atlantas nigga and east saint lorrents
screamin fuck a bitch he is ungreatful cunt
i m unfaithful to her why he try to persue her
conasure of the money honey and thick asses
hangin with the same niggas i skip class with
y'all on pac shit phase on the dash with
yea california weed give the nigga all timer
Nope i never sold a milli but im still head liner
Shoot ya in the head withe chakll outline
mathafucka some rapper iam full time grinder
part time rhytmer rap recreation
simple as abc anoter bad creation
another nigga hatin introduce him to the pavement
gangstas move in silent plus
we never met statments
paper with faces of dead crakers persuin
big body benz keep a bad bitch droolin
beat her pussy down untill the mothafuck ruined
hello how you doin as I watch her start to blush
fuck her on a hundred thousan
just to get a pistol rush
go on
and spread the world im in the car swang surfin
look good on tv but even better up in person
tattoo tears reminencing bout my pops
then i lost my nigga coolie guess the pain will never stop
ive done been on yathlz with diddy at fourteen had to take the loui's off
he like to keep the carpet clean
eatin ordevers surf board to the ritz nigga untill
they lock up me and my mitfitz

(Merci a Mariama pour cettes paroles)