Mjust23 And Str8 Hood Present

"cali Reppin"

Verse 1(mjust23)
Yo,this Cali, The Spot Were I Reside//
Matter Whos Rappin We All Got Flow,thats Sometin U Cant Hide//
Im The Lebron Of Rap, Oakland Throwback Fitted Black Hat//
Bundled 3 Carts Of D-money In Ma Lap//
Cali's Flow Is Hot From The Wood To The Bay//
Me And Str8 Hood Got "cali Love" As The New Pac And Dre//
This Song Is Deticated To Ma Cali Niggas//
Us Rollin Up On 24's Countin 6 Figures//
We Got The East,south And Midwest In A Pic Frame//
Our Flow Is More Fitted Than Spike Lee At A Knick Game//
The Punches Are Hot, More Heated Than Wen We Pop//
Got More Rocks Than 50 Got Shot//
Cali's Hot, Call Us Microwave Town//
Appointed King Of Da Wood, Mack Pass Me The Crown//
Flows Like Im Pitchen 5 And 0 At The Mound.

Hook(2x)
Wen Pop Rivals................u Cali Reppin
Wen U C-walk Fo'life........u Cali Reppin
Wen U Fuck A Bitch Everyday.........u Cali Reppin
Wen U Got The West On Lock...........u Just Str8 And M

Verse 2(str8 Hood)
Wat State U From? Kid I Stay On The Best Side//
Strapped Wit The Tek I Keep It Fresh On The West Side//
Bay Area Vallejo To The Wood//
I Used To Roll Wit E-40 And Them Clowns In The Hood//
Mjust21 Picked Me Up To Do Some Work On This Collab Shyt//
He Knew This Kid Could Flow Like Them Wrinkles On A Fat Chick//
Im A Pimp I Leave Them Trix For The Kids//
Got A Grip On That Dough I Gots To Rolls When I Dip//
California Cats Got That Flow It Aint No Joke Its For Real//
This Kid Is Spittin Lyrics So Sick Im Gettin Everybody Ill//
Im Attacking The Other Sides Of The Globe Like An Assasian//
Ready To Take U Out Like Jfk If U Actin//
Up To Me Bow Down To The Kings//
Cube And E Did It Before But We Back On The Scene.

Hook(2x)

Verse 3(mjust23)
In Case U Didnt No, We Run This Game//
Wen The West Spits, It Tends To Inflict Pain//
East Coast Claims Gold But I Cant Even Remember Half They Names//
Midwest Wit No Fire,all Flows Is Lame//
South Is Still Fuckin Tryin To Garner Fame//
I Dont Care If U Dont Like Us Cause We Still Gonna Rep That Name//
Thats W-e-s-t In Ya Grill//
We Consalt Fake Rappers Like Oprah Consalts Dr.phil//
(str8 Hood)
When U Feel The Flow Get Ya,u Know That The West Hit Ya//
Wicked Shit Spittin Scriptures Like Jesus Be Down Wit Ya//
All These East Coast Cats In Love Singin They Songs//
Wen We Rappin This Game Aint Were These Fakers Belong//
The South Doing Ok But They Style Smells Like My Buttcrack//
Well Im Packin 9's These Fags Stay Getting They Fudge Packed//
And U Know That We Both Sick Kinda Like Gray Rancid Fish//
And The Way I Hold The Blade Will Have U Break Dancin Bitch