Xzibit - Cali Kings Part 1 Lyrics
The first up on the mic, is my homeboy xzibit *echoes*Verse one: xzibitIf it wasnt for the westThese rap niggaz wouldnt need a vest around they chestKeeping bustin about, where you at? and what you owe, and what you drive?So the day some niggaz come for you Im really not surprisedMr. black bruce willisPlease dont kill usI show mercy like kevorkianLike a scorpionI sting you from behind and put it in youMeet me at the venue, put you on the spot to put you on the menuIts the mc, I be the one that keeps the *****es hotXzibit living life, like a ball inside a ? riders slot?Dripping everything cause you aint even got a dime to dropGo ahead and call the cops; you aint did nothingJerry spring you out the studio, me and suge knight into the parking lotNiggaz aint ready for all the shit Ive gotLook at yourself crushing xzibit with your tough talkThats like christopher reeves doing a crip walkChorus:Cali kings is fresh out the boxYeah, straight up, night on the rocks*repeat*Verse two: likwitKnock your songsIs defendin minor foesEvery squeeze I let a minute? to freeze and stay cold?I prepare to blast hoesCause they say these flows is lethalIm peepin through my peepholeThey sneekin up on me thoughRico got a pistol, nasa got a missileLikwit got too drunk so now the party is officialI bounce until the end and still set it with bad creditGot a wack-ass record deal but I signed before I read itBut dont regret it, everything is so patheticWhen the waters gettin deep you can drown or you can tread itI battle with finesse, like my niggaz giving questIn these ? ? ? we got props, we taking lessSo, dont touch that stereoOr your people will becoming to your burry, yoThe ever sorry yo can blast, Im here to blow it through the roofI snatch the money and the hoes and disappear like boo! *echoes*Chorus 2xVerse three: baka boyYo its the ? ? with baka boys, rings and cali kingsIve never been the one for police but like singEvery breath you take and every move I makeShot heard around the world from the golden stateIm off the ringer with mine, your jerry springer with yoursYour gettin missed like a ***** and I can keep out your jawYou hold your mop and run shopBefore I known to blow spotsBaka boys aint no choice so blastin on your blockI hold it down in the crowd for cali kingsAnd john p. and no p, no sing-singLaser tape, my name shall be ? regularly great?I buy no plate, green trees roll, into lock and gateB-a-k-a-b-o-yWho would believe baka boys with the four eyes?And like primo and guru you know my steezBig shot to the city in the valley, cali kingsLikwit crew coming through I pay dueCali kings, cali kingsChorus 2x
