Droopy – Kali lyrics

{Mr
Shadow}. Yeah
hehe, Bow
wow wow Mr
Shadow. and my diggidy dawg Droopy Check
it To

all my bald headed criminals breaking the penal codes Rollin'
hella deep when, we creep in them Lo-Lo's Locos
jotos, cholos, and my niggas Don't
be pulling triggers because we all about the figures Figure
than the ocean and we know for brawls In
Southern California where the domes are bawl And
then you can call who you want But
there ain't no stoppin' this Because
I'm coming from the sick One
nina through the mix It's
the Mistah the, one fucking your sister Humping
in your sister I, kissed her after I was in her Whisper
let these bustas know what Beyond is all about From
San Diego to Los Angeles we put it down We
put it out because we the sickest around The
fool just gave me a doubt And
if it was she she'd be down Its
time to money make's the clout And
staying alive and I'm recognized World-Wide Cause
its Diego till I die homey {Chorus

2x} If
you ain't from the West Then
you best wear a vest (WHY
)?So
you get a hole up in your chest Every
body know that...Cali's where it's at With
all the bombs and all the bomb Buddah's at {Droopy}

Fresh
out without a doubt Packed
on the scenes scoping, California out The
Southern route where, we bounce rock, skates, And
it pays see, you playing checkmate On
all those who wanna player hate I
be that G representa so, cal centa All
the g's smoking the blunt smoke grinner the, winner I'll
be the lokest when you meet Catey Like ?
the heat have, you fryin' a whole fuckin' sheet in the streets Bald-headed
baggy, clothes on, the 6-4's Barbecues
drinking, 4-0's tally, hoe You
know how it's done in the city The
sun flows control Mr, Shadow. number 1 Here
we come Diego, boys real, McCoy's bring, joy To
the women who like sex toys No
choice but to voice my opinion Gangsters
how I'm dealin' like, a felon how's I'm feelin {Chorus}

{Mr

Shadow}. I
can feel love that you sticked in my brain I'm
feelin' loked I, provoke everyone around me They're
going choked It's
me and my dawg D-are-double-0-P-why From
the S D.side. rolling, in a g ride In
killer Cali home, of vandals and law breakers 3
strike and fellas big, g's and life takers From
the sickest for the pety minded little slangers We
go to Q P to L be then real bangers I
?? suggest that you pack up You're
about to fucked up So
shut your ass up punk Cause
we don't play we, parlay get, laid everyday Krime
Pays in this motherfuckin' state Straight
from the West where the gangsters dwell But
you can meet me at a I ?? got shit for sell Now
go and tell everybody and they momma Mr
Shadow. crazy Droop about the drama {Chorus}

This

Low Pro Mr
Shadow. Bow
wow wow Uh