《We Rest N Cali》是 Goldie Loc 、 Bootsy Collins 、 Snoop Dogg演唱的歌曲，K. Spillman,Calvin Broadus,Larry Troutman,W. Collins,David Porter,Roger Troutman作曲，收錄專輯《Doggumentary》中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：We Rest N Cali
- 所屬專輯：Doggumentary
- 音樂風格：酒吧
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
My goodness my gracious shell told a beat us with the fat blue racist
Hand full of aces trumped up dumb trunk white wall paces
Drink till you drop motherfucker cop
Old English 800 on the block
Way before sane eyes came to the spot
niggas used to hang out and do the pop lot
And if we got into some shit we never pop shots
We walk scrap whatever he was
And live to talk about it then we get old 'cause
We keep a pack of zig zags for that good old bug
We do a house party what the fuck is a club
And S A they sold most of the drugs
Laugh a million hell yeah we thug we getting money yeah
And we do no ride represented and talk
Nope nope not I that's the code
In every hood that you roam
Fastest way to catch a hot slug and you don't
OG the pace I call home black lack like that and you're sitting on chrome
Black and back strapping like antennas way up on a rat trying to set a new trap
Swinging the track dripping curl juice in your back
Breaking hearts like Roger is out motherfucker
Back in the days keepin' and keepin'
Gettin' high with your friends and smokin' the reefer
The bad is in town
Some say we the next generation but we lack education
Grace the awards drinking mad dog 20/20
Silver satin blue
I got my lopes on selling through my neighborhood
Catch you slipping on them bricks that ain't no good
Front no kicker Glocks spitter
Black and gold flack across my face when I get you
Three women tipping turning up the alpine sure
I'm fakin' something while I listen to the grape vine
Got a blue pits all by the front door
East side rip rod and gang banging all I know
Heartbreak hotel hush puppy neck kicker
I grew upon on that crazy one five nigger
If you elope from my block then hop some
And I ain't talking 'bout no peel nigger block
Blue corduroys while I'm talking on my brick phone
Fourteen years old had to bring the shit home
My sugar bear show me how to bag it up
Look at the block now nigger it's sold up
I ain't playing with ya old grand poobahs
South of rhyme don't make things with no cuss
Now take a picture of this eight ball sipper
Look down at my shoes blue strains
Goldie Loc keep this motherfucker crackin' like it
The only thing I wanna hear is bang bang rappa
Some say we the next generation but we lack education
Hanging with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one nation ball
Tally ho and away we go see you next week with a brand new show
When we fuck around it ain't nothing consensual
You know I funk so hard you gonna need your parent's credentials
Now I'm in the street cause I lost my sheet
But now I know where to find it
Now how cool is called when you're trying to compete
Standing next to me son you better take a seat
Can't none of you customers funk like me
You better check with Snoop Doggy
Why oh why do I think like that
If I am with the dog then you must be a cat
Now tally ho and away we go see you next week with a brand new show
I want the funk I want that OG
