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Genre
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#119,752 today
Peak #1,123
#73,777 in subgenre
Peak #593
Author
CaliGreen
Rights
Hoodz Entertainment
Uploaded
May 15, 2006
Track Files
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MP3 1.5 MB • 128 kbps • 1:07
Lyrics
Cali got a lonely g
Sparkin blunts, only trees
You smoked a gram u owe me three
I only see Obie T talking bout a set up
I watch my homie bleed after he just went head up
Shit I’m getting fed up
By all of this bullshit
My fingas on the trigga
Guess what, I’m ready to pull quick
Bitches wanna stiff cock
Take a look at my wristwatch
N hear it go tick tock
Time to let this shit pop
Maybe cuz I’m sick doc
Don’t wanna hear this bitch talk
Faggots tryin to crip walk
Really gets me pissed off
Look how you’re anxious
The streets are the sanctions
When we don’t got the mansions
Holdin you ransom
With a forty two handgun
I’ve been on demand son
I only undastand one
Phrase that always pays
For my better days
N that’s only when I blaze
The purple haze
Stronger than suns rays
Mondays thru Sundays
My waist’s where the gun stays
I’m crazy in some ways
Fuck how the fire burns
Desire turns me against u with its higher terms
Watchin as this liar squirms
I don’t admire germs
I’m the definition of sickness
With Oxford as my witness
Like vodka I’m absolute
You think that’s cute?
Now look at my gun shoot
And pierce thru your tissue
And its official
Nobody’s gonna miss you
A fullly loaded magazine
With caligreen on the battle scene
I shatter dreams and rattles schemes
And hear sadder screams than madder teens
When I splatter spleens
By any means necessary
Unless it’s scary
The month of February
Is the birth of a military
Militant with an imminent
Mis-intent to be killin it
I’m a Mastermind
With the time to rewind
And extract your spine
To put your body outta line
So I can find crime
With this intelligent design
Of a rhyme with no boundary
Stick around to see
What I’m bound to be
N Why all the bitches be surroundin me
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