Spice 1 Killerfornia Lyrics

(Intro):
Killa-forni-A
Biaaatch !!
Hustlers,players,gangstas,ballers,pimps,players
All of those s___, I see all that s___
You know, killerfornia
Blooow !!
Bloooooow !!

(Verse 1):
I'm hell-bound
n____s wanna kill me in my sleep in killerfornia
Where the murderers be ambitious to creep
And leave you six feet
Sleep with the sharks in the Bay
I'm out the yea where they back up s___ they talk with AK's
n____s in L.A. trigger fingers itchy to spray
Call it the golden state
But n____s be rich off the game
You get your cash on the Crips and Bloods be bangin'
n____ get your mash on G-locks and Uzi we sayin'
Leavin your brains hangin'
You'll get caught up in the cross fire
Cause you'll be dog meat
Lose your life in the jungle
n____s is savages
Thugged out and it's hard to be humble
When n____s ride up gaffle your s___
And then leave you tied up
Money and murder I pop them sherm sticks
n____s tend to bring the drama
When I bury your d___
But I'm hardcore
Ready to kill s___ up and war
Wonder what else this m_________in' state got in store

(Chorus)
So much drama in northern california
*cause killa kali is the state for the drive-by*
Such a scandalous state but I love the place
*that's why I duck when they fly by*
So much drama in southern california
*cause killa kali is the state for the drive-by*
Such a scandalous place had ya smilin' your face
*that's why I duck when they fly by*

(Verse 2):
From Sacramento to San Diego
From Compton to the Oakland city
Loc'ed up and thugged out
Killer's ready to ride with me
Stackin caps player pieces
Rolexes and saggy pants
Poppin' collars drunk as hell off hennesey
Smokin' up Grams an ounces
of Purple Kush, White Willow n <???>
Weed or straight up chronic (chronic)
n____s still out to get paid
f___ the world I wanna die high
It's sunshine in killa kali
But still the bullets fly
Palm trees and sandy beaches
But n____s stay strapped with heaters
Born sinnin' and ready for drama that's how they leave us
500's and Lexi coupes
n____s roll up with they troops
Ballers be flashin' loot (flashin' loot)
If you gon jack that n____ be ready to shoot
And bring the pain (pain)
Cause it ain't no comin' back in killerfornia
f___ with the wrong n____s they turn and blast on ya
Dump executioner style and leave your a__ goner
Still do my dirt all by my m_________in' lone in killerfornia

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(Verse 3):
No self-defense laws
Bullet proof vests is illegal
But you can go to the gun sto'
And purchase yourself a desert eagle
All of my homies is felons
Some even died in my face
Some n____s still ridin' around
With a whole trunk full of yey
Frisco to Fresno n____s do dirt
And ride with their head low
Indictments on mobstyle tactic murder for cash flow
Cause jail bars
Gangstas and ghetto stars
n____s don't give a f___
Bullet wounds and stab scars
Hell of players and pimps
Hustlers and gangstas with limps
Snitches that disappeared into thin m_________in' air
Haters be dreamin'
Schemin to catch ya slippin'
Just to get to dippin' after midnight AK's spittin'
See the fire from the barrel
Standin' down the block I got a flock
Of desert eagle fifty cal shots
Can't let these sucka a__ n____s put one in my dome
When I'm sittin' at home with a whole a___nal of my own
In killerfornia

Chorus