Homicide
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California, hope you got your gun and coat
Call 1-800-HOMICIDE, 1-800-HOMICIDE
California, when you need us, you can call us
1-800-HOMICIDE, 1-800-HOMICIDE
I'm a motherfuckin' Aftermath nightmare
Wake up, motherfucker
I traded in my black Nike Airs
For a white pair of Converse, Dre let me bomb first
Get out on bail and still make the concert
Ask Eminem, homie, I'm Shady
Too much West coast dick lickin', remember Jay-Z?
The Chronic and Doggystyle raised me
My life like Rock, it was based in the 80s
Red bandana tied around my face
I hope this shit don't jam, it's how gangstas pray
And if God forgives the nigga that shot Suge
Then all dogs should go to heaven in my hood
I resurrected this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?
Every city got Crips and Bloods
But since Pac died, it ain't been no California Love
California, hope you got your gun and coat
Call 1-800-HOMICIDE, 1-800-HOMICIDE
California, when you need us, you can call us
1-800-HOMICIDE, 1-800-HOMICIDE