We Rest N Cali (Explicit)
Snoop Dogg, Bootsy Collins, Goldie Loc"We Rest N Cali (Explicit)" is a song by Snoop Dogg, Bootsy Collins, Goldie Loc, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:07 long and contains 89 lines and 734 words.
Lyrics
0:00We Rest N Cali (feat. Goldie Loc And Bootsy Collins) - Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)
0:18My goodness my gracious
0:19Shell toe Adidas with the fat blue laces
0:22Hand full of aces trumped up dump trunk white wall paces
0:26Drink 'til you drop motherf**ker cop
0:28Old English 800 on the block
0:31Way before St Ides came to the spot
0:33Niggers used to hang out and do the pop lock
0:35And if we got into some sh*t we'd never pop shots
0:38We'd squab scrap whatever it was
0:40And live to talk about it and we get old cous'
0:43And keep a pack of Zig-Zags for that good old bud
0:46We do a house party what the f**k is a club
0:48And the Ese's they sold most of the drugs
0:51La familia hell yeah and we the thug
0:53We get money yeah and we do low ride
0:56Represent it and talk nope nope not I
0:58That's the code in every hood that you roam
1:01Fastest way to catch a hot slug in your dome
1:04O G the place that I call home
1:06Black Lac like that and it's sittin' on chrome
1:09Plaque in back strap in Lac
1:10Antennas wake you up for a rat tryin'
1:12To set a new trap
1:14Swingin' the track drippin' curl juice on your back
1:16Breakin' hearts like Roger and Zapp motherf**ker
1:22Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her
1:24Hang out with your friends and smokin' the reefer
1:27And pound for pound we were the baddest in town
1:30You just had to get up for the get down
1:32Some say we the next generation
1:36But we lack education
1:37Crazy Horse drinkin' mad dog 20/20
1:39Silver satin blue Kool Aid saggin' in my Dickies
1:42I got my Locs on sailin' through my neighborhood
1:45Catch you slippin' on them bricks it ain't all good
1:47Front door kicker Glock spitter
1:50Black and gold flag across my face when I get you
1:523 wheeler tippin' turnin' up the Alpine
1:55Sorta fakin' sippin' while I listen to the grapevine
1:58Got any blue pits all by the front door
2:00East side rip ridin' gang bangin' all I know
2:03Heart break hotel hush puppy neck kicker
2:05I grew up on that crazy one five n****r
2:08If you look from my block then hop somethin'
2:11And I ain't talkin' 'bout no peel n****r block huntin'
2:13Blue corduroys while I'm talkin' on my brick phone
2:1514 years old had to bring the sh*t home
2:18My uncle Sugar Bear showed me how to bag it up
2:21Look at the block now n****r it's sewed up
2:23I ain't playin' with you old grand pubas
2:26Peace out Rolando banged things with no cause
2:28Now take a picture of this 8 ball six
2:31Look down at my shoes blue strings n****r
2:33Goldie Loc will keep this motherf**ker crack-a-lackin'
2:36The only thing I wanna hear is gang bang rappin'
2:39Some say we the next generation
2:42But we lack education
2:44Hangin' with the crew of devastation
2:47Yeah but we one nation mama
2:49Tally-ho and away we go
2:51See you next week with a brand new show
2:54The way we funk around here ain't nothin' consensual
2:56You know I funk so hard
2:58You gonna need your parents' credentials
2:59Now I'm in the street 'cause I lost my sheep
3:02But now I know where to find that
3:04Now how cool is cold when you're tryin' to compete
3:07Standin' next to me son you better take a seat
3:09Can't none of you cutthroats funk like me
3:12You better check with Snoop Dogg and get your pedigree
3:14Why oh why do I think like that
3:16If I am with the dog then you must be a cat
3:20Now tally-ho and away we go
3:22See you next week with a brand new show
3:26I want the bomb I want that O G back
3:30There's a party goin' on in my head
3:32While I think about the blood that we shed
3:35Then party uh when the player play
3:40There's a party goin' on up in here
3:45Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her
3:47Hang out with your friends and smokin' the reefer
3:50And pound for pound we were the baddest in town
3:52You just had to get up for the get down
3:56Some say we the next generation
3:58But we lack education
4:01Hangin' with the crew of devastation
4:03Yeah but we one nation mama
4:07Hangin' with the Snoopatronics bobba
We Rest N Cali (feat. Goldie Loc And Bootsy Collins) - Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗) My goodness my gracious Shell toe Adidas with the fat blue laces Hand full of aces trumped up dump trunk white wall paces Drink 'til you drop motherf**ker cop Old English 800 on the block Way before St Ides came to the spot Niggers used to hang out and do the pop lock And if we got into some sh*t we'd never pop shots We'd squab scrap whatever it was And live to talk about it and we get old cous' And keep a pack of Zig-Zags for that good old bud We do a house party what the f**k is a club And the Ese's they sold most of the drugs La familia hell yeah and we the thug We get money yeah and we do low ride Represent it and talk nope nope not I That's the code in every hood that you roam Fastest way to catch a hot slug in your dome O G the place that I call home Black Lac like that and it's sittin' on chrome Plaque in back strap in Lac Antennas wake you up for a rat tryin' To set a new trap Swingin' the track drippin' curl juice on your back Breakin' hearts like Roger and Zapp motherf**ker Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her Hang out with your friends and smokin' the reefer And pound for pound we were the baddest in town You just had to get up for the get down Some say we the next generation But we lack education Crazy Horse drinkin' mad dog 20/20 Silver satin blue Kool Aid saggin' in my Dickies I got my Locs on sailin' through my neighborhood Catch you slippin' on them bricks it ain't all good Front door kicker Glock spitter Black and gold flag across my face when I get you 3 wheeler tippin' turnin' up the Alpine Sorta fakin' sippin' while I listen to the grapevine Got any blue pits all by the front door East side rip ridin' gang bangin' all I know Heart break hotel hush puppy neck kicker I grew up on that crazy one five n****r If you look from my block then hop somethin' And I ain't talkin' 'bout no peel n****r block huntin' Blue corduroys while I'm talkin' on my brick phone 14 years old had to bring the sh*t home My uncle Sugar Bear showed me how to bag it up Look at the block now n****r it's sewed up I ain't playin' with you old grand pubas Peace out Rolando banged things with no cause Now take a picture of this 8 ball six Look down at my shoes blue strings n****r Goldie Loc will keep this motherf**ker crack-a-lackin' The only thing I wanna hear is gang bang rappin' Some say we the next generation But we lack education Hangin' with the crew of devastation Yeah but we one nation mama Tally-ho and away we go See you next week with a brand new show The way we funk around here ain't nothin' consensual You know I funk so hard You gonna need your parents' credentials Now I'm in the street 'cause I lost my sheep But now I know where to find that Now how cool is cold when you're tryin' to compete Standin' next to me son you better take a seat Can't none of you cutthroats funk like me You better check with Snoop Dogg and get your pedigree Why oh why do I think like that If I am with the dog then you must be a cat Now tally-ho and away we go See you next week with a brand new show I want the bomb I want that O G back There's a party goin' on in my head While I think about the blood that we shed Then party uh when the player play There's a party goin' on up in here Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her Hang out with your friends and smokin' the reefer And pound for pound we were the baddest in town You just had to get up for the get down Some say we the next generation But we lack education Hangin' with the crew of devastation Yeah but we one nation mama Hangin' with the Snoopatronics bobba
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