Cali Boy

[Intro: Squeak Ru]
What's up Dae One?
Give us some CA guidelines real quick, yeah

[Verse 1: Squeak Ru]
Don't raise your hands around me unless you stole somethin'
Don't wave your hands around me unless you blow somethin'
It's P funk, C funk, or no funk at all
LAPD on my back and they won't get off
Cuz' I'm a Cali boy, that's on my hood fool
Cavalli boy and you can put that on my hood too
So stay clean deputy and if it bothers you
You can't spell "wetback' without the W'
And I see some of you get your recipe exposed
We in the kitchen, makin' California rolls
Don't wanna let me go home on my parole date, but let the governor tеrminate a whole state
See Watеrgate ain't got nothin' on my scandal
They put a government bracelet on my ankle
To keep me on the outdate once it's juvenile
I'm certified in the west so how you like me now
(Westside)

[Hook: Sleepy Malo]
I'm a Cali boy
I'm not your everyday average boy
I roll around with my big old toy
(You's a Cali boy) (Cali)
I'm a Cali boy
I'm not your everyday average boy
I roll around with my big old toy
(You's a Cali boy)
Ya'll want no problems with me, you can't handle my beef I got that dog in me

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
I stay green like that green
Purple like that purple
Before I start rappin' MC's look like urkel
With funny-ass haircuts and tight-ass clothes
No 64's, the game was exposed
I had to come through like Darth Vader wit' activator, in all black, a nigga act like the raiders
Now you know why I rap like Blow Fly
Cuz' I'm a C-A-L-I B-O-Y
So fly, I do this shit for life
Don't lie, a nigga is a soldier
I told ya, this right hand will fold ya
This California cobra ain't never ever sober
No Testarossa, west coastra nostra
Black and brown stay down like we suppose to
It's the governor, laugh now cry later, if I ran bitch I can be Schwarzenegger
(Ice Cube)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sleepy Malo]
Got them oldies bumpin' from the low-low
Cali boys, come on now, the friends know
Now look who's in your rear view
It's Sleepy Malo, Ice Cube (and) Squeak Ru
From set count to Dayo
We squeezin' money through our palms, it's stickin' like Play Dough
We offer tequilas and margaritas, fried chicken, watermelon, you don't wanna see us
Them chrome hollis, shinnin' like icicles
Low-lows hoppin', bitches titties jiggle
It's just that west coast gangsta shit
Hood to hood, set to set, click to click
We got stripes like the Star Strangled
We all pussies and kush, and no more strangle
Puff, puff pass, pass, aye, this is California homie stay bangin' your flag, oh

[Hook]

[Outro: Squeak Ru]
This (is) for my Cali boys in the lay-aye
All my Cali boys in the bay, hah
All my Cali Boys in Dayo
All my Cali boys, in Bakersfield
All my Cali boys, in San Jose
All my Cali boys, on the east coast
All my Cali boys, in the Midwest
All my Cali boys, down south
Ha ha, I'm a Cali boy