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We Rest N Cali (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg, Bootsy Collins, Goldie Loc
2011-01-014:07 minSynced lyrics

"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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