Cali Nights ft. Heartbreaka & Don Won Lyrics

Y'all know what time it is

1-9-0-4, boys

Don Won, talk to him, Brody

I love the West Coast cause them long summer nights

Them lolos bouncin' from the left to the right

When I wake up in the morning

And I get up out my bed

Count them hundreds and them fifties

Smoke some cavi to my head

And if them opps they try to run up

Then we gon' aim straight for they head

I'm from the Golden State, San Diego be specific

I just wanna ball like Ohtani when he pitchin'

Actin' like a pimp, pinky finger when I'm sippin'

Ladies goin' low like the rides that be dippin'

Haven't seen a G, but they still see the vision

Opposition feel the bullets

Every bar that I'm spittin', sendin' shots

Bumpin' every block

Every time that I drop, they got love for me

Been West Coast with it

If it ain't the money, then I don't fuck with it

Simple as that, fuck the fame, shit is out

Every day that I wake till the money, I'ma count

Chiefin' on the loud, yeah, I'm smokin' on the opps

See the cops and I bounce

Never trust a bitch, got her burnin' for them hoes

Blowin' out the gas, in the liter is a foe

It's foe life, I'ma ride San Diego West Coast, uh

I love the West Coast cause them long summer nights

Them lolos bouncin' from the left to the right

When I wake up in the morning

And I get up from my bed

Count them hunnids and them fifties

Broke some cavvy to my head

And if them opps, they try to run up

Then we gon' aim straight for they head

Yeah

The dopest dope they ever smoked, come can get you a fix

If you ain't down to die for it, then don't get in the mix

Remember I was down bad, yeah, broke as a bitch

Now that money addin' up in my pocket just don't fit

This shit get deeper than that paper chasin' route that we on

It don't matter where you go, don't forget where you from

I'm from the southeast, baby, bad bitches and guns

Russian cream backwood, good gas in my lungs

Ain't no limit to the things that I want, I go beyond some

And if you wake up broke, then go get on some

Blood, sweat, and tears, hustlin' for many years

Now them diamonds started hittin' like cameras and chandeliers

Tell them flash about it, I been the one, they gotta ask about me

She been a ho, she the one that we gon' pass around

96' Honda Accord, money in the floor

Catchin' flights in out of town, feel like I'm on tour

I love the west coast cause them long summer nights

Them lolos bouncin' from the left to the right

When I wake up in the mornin'

and I get up out my bed

count them hundreds and them fifties

Throw some cabbie to my head

And if them opps, they try to run up

then we gon' aim straight for they head

Yeah

It's that California lovin

From Daygo to Pomona

It's that California lovin

L.A. to the bay

It's that California lovin

This west coast for life

It's that California lovin

R.I.P Nate Dogg