Killafornia Lyrics
Artist: Cypress Hill
Killafornia Lyrics
Killafornia by Cypress Hill
Living in the city of the Scandalous
Shisty motherf**kers, can't even trust my own brothers
So who can I choose to trust, me, that's who
Niggas want a piece of the pie, f**k off and die!
Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
Loco, trooping ass nigga with the cash, sh*t
Motherf**kers just get your own, and leave mine alone
Forty-five places to get done
Send out your invitation
To the party of your elimination
I got peeps that play for keeps, (Hardball)
Now I'm laying your ass down to sleep
But every hustler wants to be bawling
But I got the balls for the shot calling
I pull strings, the Don King, only in America
Then I hustle, and flex my muscle
[Hustlers]
--Yeah, man, I've been out here
running game for eight years
--I know I'm getting tired of standing
on this corner
--Nigga, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool
Finest motherf**king b**ches, jewels
and all that sh*t, if I got to take it
from a nigga
--sh*t, let him run for me then
--I can work for myself, don't have to
work for nobody, I'll be my own hustler
[B-real]
Where can I roam to get my hustle on
Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips
Loaded and cocked, I'm used to running with the Glock
Nina Millimeter, lighting up the f**king block
Now, who you gonna trust?, who can you trust?
I don't know, but if you coming on my corner
I think I'm gonna bust
You can't handle us, devious, dangerous
Criminal mentality, insanity
I move weight, from state to state
All the niggas moving weights, can you relate?
[Hustlers]
--Damn, what's up, I see you
pushing that big time weight
--I told you, I wasn't bullsh*tting
--You coming up, aight!
--When I seen you three or four
months ago I told you
--Got respect for a man now
--Handle your sh*t!
[B-Real]
Where can I choose to get my hustle on?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night long
f**k working at McD's, I'm rolling with the O.Z's
In the QP's, puffing on trees
Who can I trust?, who can you trust?
Not that shady motherf**ker in the city Los Scandalous
[Hustlers]
--Well, well, little man came up a little bit
--It feels good having money in the pocket
--f**k that nine to five bullsh*t, right?
--Yeah, kick that sh*t to the curb
--But you got to look out for the scandalous motherf**kers
Cuz niggas is tricky than a motherf**ker
--Yeah, but motherf**kers got to look out for us too
You know what I'm saying
I'm just as shisty as a nigga
--sh*t, set me up and niggas are gonna die
--You get set up back, cuz we ain't having that bullsh*t
--I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
--Twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo'
--Let's get the f**k out of here"
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