Dancin, Smokin, Drinkin

歌詞

(Chorus x2: Mr. Shadow) Dancing, smoking, drinking Slowly blinking Another Cali weekend Dancing, smoking, drinking Slowly blinking Another Cali weekend (Kurupt) The nerve of the trick, the nerve of the trick The nerve of the trick, the nerve of the trick The nerve of the trick, I swerve with the trick Calicos, out to Moe's, imperial with faness Kick left, six hop to the trisket, get to kick rock I'ma make something bounce high as the moon Coast with the homies, roll through, do what I do (Mr. Shadow) In the coast where the best roam, you'll get your chest blown Killa Kali be so strange you throw a vest on We step on in blue'd up flashing signs For the 213 and 619 we ride Westside hard grind, Killa Kali the state All day, all night, choking smoking the tray Bombay cascades, gangster stepping through blocks Common shots tell me what's hot and what's not (Chorus x2) (Cisco) Now my weekends are similar but never the same Me and the homies ain't particular, we getting the brain Politicing the game, call a chick out her name And when I'm hitting the thang I be like ripping the frame See I'm a pimp in the game, Cisco is the name Me and the homies smoking, the West Coast ain't changed Don't trip, we the shit, me and my clique all riders Quick to scoop your main chick and go and pull an all-nighter Posted up at the twin towers Overlooking the Bay, popping champagne after hours Ladies offer powder, players offer pills Money and the power, making million dollar deals Got the house on the hills Hit the clubs bouncing on chrome wheels Hop out with that thug appeal Blow the bar up, keep your guard up in Cali 'cause my G's is starving hard up, waiting in the alley Who you hating on homey, better turn around slowly Blinking, start flashing, what this fool thinking Too much smoking, nah, too much drinking Nah, just another, just another, Cali weekend (Chorus x2) (Kurupt) Out here we agaholics, indo-alcoholic, blazaholics, it's simple They make a few 'cause together it multiplies the multitude ripple The sides to stabilize the Cripple, Valentinos Orange juice Jones, blacks and Latinos, Lancaster and Chino Ladies dipping banging, Shalamar High priced lizards off blocks of calamari Eating on something like fish and chips I can't f**k with, and this is something you just can't f**k with What's up Shadow (Mr. Shadow) We military minded fools With shaved heads, baggy clothes and tattooes No excuse, we all bangers Westside riders, g'd up is how you'll find us homiciders We're chart climbers, ain't no messing with us Mr. Shadow, Cisco, and the homey Kurupt, now what's up (Chorus til fade)