Letra de Killa Cali - YG

I'm from killer, killer Cali'

We ride low, low Chevy's and Caddy's

Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies

In the city, you could lose your life, gotta move to the valley

Killer Cali' where I live, that's where I'm from

Don't overdose, don't get killed where I'm from

The lights is bright, the parties is fun

Becomin' a bum, the chances is young

Gangbangers on every corner, that's who we become

Influenced by the big homie, how I probably begun

Go through hell, but if you make it out, you won

Floor seats at Staples Center, where Gigi was

In Oakland, it's side shows on the daily

Out in the Bay, the splash brothers goin' crazy

Out in L.A., it's red and blue paisleys

Out of town, let's move here 'cause the weather and ladies

In L.A., the next superstar is in the makin'

Athletes and actors, we produced the greatest

Rappers and trappers, nigga, we produced the greatest

From the same place some of the greatest got taken

I'm from killer, killer Cali'

We ride low, low Chevy's and Caddy's

Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies

In the city, you could lose your life, gotta move to the valley

Biggie got killed here, Whitney got killed here

Whitney overdosed, she died 'cause she got lit here

Pop Smoke got killed here, they took Nip' here

And that's my dawg, man, I wish I would've been there

'Pac got killed in Vegas, it's like he got killed here

Suge got blackballed, he went to jail and y'all still scared

Bullets done put my homies in wheelchairs

Got survivor's guilt 'cause I'm still here

Purple vault, oxycodone and some codeine (Codeine)

How they let Michael Jack' be a dope fiend? (Dope fiend)

Nigga, you trippin' with the doctors, should have told him

Eazy died right tryna make it right with his old team

Nate gone, Dolla gone, B-Brazy too

Mac Miller, Marilyn Monroe, my city painful

From a city where the legend get halo'd (Halo'd)

In Los Angeles, we lost angels

I'm from killer, killer Cali'

We ride low, low Chevy's and Caddy's

Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies

In the city, you could lose your life, gotta move to the valley

I'm from killer, killer Cali'

We ride low, low Chevy's and Caddy's

Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies

In the city, you could lose your life, gotta move to the valley

I'm from killer, killer Cali'

We ride low, low Chevy's and Caddy's

Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies

In the city, you could lose your life, gotta move to the valley

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