Kunci: G# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
G#m
D#m
Yeah, I'm really lovin' this Southern
California lifestyle right about now
G#m
C#m
I'm lovin' the palm trees,
B
D#m
G#m
I'm lovin' the ocean breeze
D#m
G#m
I'm lovin' the sticky trees, yeah
D#m
B
Let me show you what I do
C#m
Em
If you know about a criminal,
C#m
you know I'm droppin' that D -shit
Beat smooth as silk,
D#m
flow harder than some semen
Now it's payday food
B
when I used to roll them mixes
D#m
Now I'm thinkin' God diamonds
G#m
C#m
in my gold Jesus
Keep this west coast,
south side banging
D#m
If you ain't talking money,
G#m
D#m
you ain't smacking my knuckles
Southern California,
G#m
mean streets, I was racing
B
D#m
Homies used to pack revolvers,
G#m
C#m
pistols, and gauges
And it's the same clique,
and it's the same side
D#m
Homies turning that up
G#m
D#m
and sick in the daytime
And I'ma stay fly,
C#m
D#m
G#m
and I'ma stay high -powered
D#m
C#m
HBG to the day that I die
B
Making money, get my hustle on daily,
C#m
And I'm doing what I gotta do,
G#m
whether wrong or right
D#m
Doing shows and making
music worldwide,
G#m
B
that's how I do it
G#m
D#m
Number one with the bullets,
Southern Cali to the fullest
G#m
It's what I love, roast some dank,
B
smoke some weed, hit the bank,
G#m
D#m
roam the streets,
make this music,
stack my cheese with my gin
B
C#m
G#m
It's what I love, celebrate,
G#m
D#m
making moves day through the night,
making a zip for the panzer
G#m
D#m
like in them streets
C#m
It's what I big bands suckin'
California where I'm from,
best to hold a black lock
D#m
rollin' through the gang zone
Homies post it up,
B
slang it dope by the paper
G#m
I'm makin' money double up,
That's what I love, that's how I grew up
D#m
G#m
And that street life had me sick,
G#m
That WSSL to the deck
B
D#m
G#m
Smokin' on that motherfuckin' stress,
But that was back in the day
D#m
So I'ma strike it now, 25 to life,
G#m
B
a blast in the case
D#m
Oh, so tragic, them days
G#m
D#m
Now I'm posted up in the sun,
With my black Versace on and my
C#m
Somewhere off the Pacific,
G#m
rollin' weed up first
D#m
C#m
Disrespect the left coast,
from the crater to the dirt
Roll some dank, smoke some weed
D#m
Hit the bank, roam the streets
Make us music,
stack my cheese with my jeans
G#m
C#m
Celebrate, we do it right
Making music for the bands alike
G#m
D#m
Getting them streams
If you know what I know,
you probably love it too
And if you ain't loving life,
C#m
I'm rollin' OG, Kush, no substitute
G#m
Little bit of cranberry juice
I'm so opposed to livin' life
D#m
Enjoyin' the finer things
G#m
With my kids and my wife
D#m
Stay sharp and silent as a knife
G#m
C#m
And pray to the God that I love,
homie
G#m
C#m
Every single night
These are the things that I love
and I ain't ashamed
D#m
B
Mr. Criminal number one,
D#m
charged into the game
B
Fans tell me that they love me, guess what?
I love you too,
G#m
D#m
eleven years in the game, homie
And I ain't forgot where I came from
G#m
C#m
Still reppin' Southern California,
D#m
Still rep pin' my Latinos homies,
B
G#m
D#m
Still rep pin' my Cecilio
It's what I love
B
Roll some dank, smoke some weed
G#m
D#m
Hit the bank, roam the streets
Make us music,
stack my cheese with my G
G#m
Celebrate, we do it right
C#m
G#m
Making moves day
Making music for the fans
alike in them streets
C#m
D#m
It's what I love
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