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    Tyga...
    California, the home of a king
    The place for an angel
    Flyer than doves, was...
    I just wanna bring the cali love back

    Sittin' here thinkin' when they put cali on
    88 Cube & Dre I wasn't even born
    So I just wanna keep cali on
    F*ck, what happened to the cali love
    Cigar smoke when the legends shoot videos
    Snoop gettin' old and Pac is really gone
    So I just wanna keep cali on
    F*ck, what happened to the cali love

    See artist hate lovin' this young artist
    Critique all em ya'll ain't nothin' but cheap condoms
    F*ck all ya'll those talkin' but are supportin'
    I hear your sounds loud and clear your shit sound distorted
    Imma pope to get on it
    Im one of the next to best does it
    Remove your earpluggin
    I never stutter until to now
    Brother my city will now love me
    Bet he wont be found clubin' that's time for those a hundred
    Young Money that big boy money its nothin'
    Just sit and watch the sony plasma when you on ti
    Im Saint Loranin while competition you call em bloggin
    Bobbin that cube sox hat thats that steady mobbin'
    Cake like betty crocker
    I shits on ya give your toilet a problem child
    Im a problem grab your child and hide em
    LA's monster from hells surface
    Earth Tyga man... Nigga whats your purpose

    Sittin' here thinkin' when they put cali on
    88 Cube & Dre I wasn't even born
    So I just wanna keep cali on
    F*ck, what happened to the cali love
    Cigar smoke when the legends shoot videos
    Snoop gettin' old and Pac is really gone
    So I just wanna keep cali on
    F*ck, what happened to the cali love

    Amazing what niggas do for a little glacier
    Ice on your arm leave your body on the pavement
    Dr. put some ice on his arm hes swelling crazy
    Momma dont wanna hit organs playin'
    But momma they hatin'
    Momma I made it they faked it
    Like big tigga in the basement
    Groupies they get it up like a facelift
    Face it but your naked
    Your royal is clean but im no hakeem
    Im more sacred
    Plus these hoes basic
    Cant do shit but play a PlayStation
    Chick about to get hit and run like accidents waitin'
    Sport ranges 60 Im gone nick cagein'
    Hot whips Im in, Im fresh paper platin'
    Along with some red kicks made by an asian
    Fila nada, prada I never
    Im an invesment send it freely into the streets... CC

    Sittin' here thinkin' when they put cali on
    88 Cube & Dre I wasn't even born
    So I just wanna keep cali on
    F*ck, what happened to the cali love
    Cigar smoke when the legends shoot videos
    Snoop gettin' old and Pac is really gone
    So I just wanna keep cali on
    F*ck, what happened to the cali love

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