Bueno, welcome to Califas
All you prepatos, snorters
You can hit the bookie all you want
In Canada, you know they got the meta buena
In Mexico, they join the practice with tequila
In South America, they go the cocaína
But California's why we sang it on the esquina
Out in these calles, man, watch out pa' la chota
Standing in me chanclas with a pocket full of mota
El mero mero when I met him at the cota
In some crocodilo boots, standing at the border
With a fat bolsa, a puro cocaína
Brought it to Califas in a brand new limousina
Me and Trico China, about to bust the esquina
I make them all numb, get them sprung like some morfina
Oh, mamma mia, tetas flatter than tortillas
Took her to the casa, then I left con su tia
And the federales, man, they always out to get me
Gave them $50, cazadores, and they left me
In Canada, you know they got the mota buena
In Mexico, they join the practice with tequila
In Mexico, they join the practice to tequila
In South America, they go the cocaína
But California's why we sang it on the esquina
Now we came up on these streets of California
Stepping on tequila, slinging kilos of that coca
So go and get your money, and come and pay sonora
But ain't no guarantee if it gets across the border
Gotta pass the perros, the jackers, and the huda
Gotta do what I gotta do to get the mula
So now I'm in the carro with the travo full of droga
Sitting on a stack with a sack full of mota
Got a fat scrap bus caps if I gotta
7.62, fully automatic
So when you see the G, you know there's gonna be some static
Dollars click, you know we run our own apparatus
Traffic up the estilo, now you Trumps know the status
If you want a cop, then you need to get at us
In Canada, you know they got the mota buena
In Mexico, they join the practice to tequila
In South America, they go the cocaína
But California's why we sang it on the esquina
In Canada, you know they got the mota buena
In Mexico, they join the practice to tequila
In South America, they go the cocaína
But California's why we sang it on the esquina
Now you can catch me up and down the highway cinco
Or catch me down at the house with my people chingo blingo
Down in the lab package and up them fat tamales
We got it by the pizzo and we got it by the llaves
Tu sabe es pavo, so you must be loco
If you step on my coco, I got it puro
For your culo, leave your ass on my corso
Me and Cisco stack like Nabisco
When it comes to raw cookies, ain't no rookies
We sell the pussy coke, cranking the rookies
Black gloves, smoking on that roca
Puro crack rocks with a little baking soda
Not from the king of pop, but the rey de coca-cola
Come with your jacks in these essays, we sellin' cracks
This mellow man, Menti Rosa
Steppin' to the party like a boss
Like, this is for la raza, like my homeboy Frost
Like, you've all got the mota
You know the homie, Don Cisco, Baby Bash, Vida Lopa
Transportin' 13 tons of marihuana
With a pretty tough chick named Mariposa
Me parece marimacha
Think she got some clavo in her chocha
Strip the hotel in search of
Strip down, strip sexy
It works
It hurts, but it works
Cavity search this bitch
Butt naked, my host, El Doe
En Canadá lleno de gata, mota buena
En México le llena cactus tu tequila
En South America dejo de cocaína
En California es más muy sangre, no mezquina
En Canadá lleno de gata, mota buena
En México le llena cactus tu tequila
En South America dejo de cocaína


En California es más muy sangre, no mezquina
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