Miejscowi / Locals
Ayy, what's happenin'
It's your homeboy Mr. Capone-E
And you're listenin' to DJ Decks Mixtape Siete
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
It's California, I warn ya, palm trees
Ghetto life, rich and famous, best weed
Wannabes, OGs, and the suspects
Ridin' down Sunset watchin' the sun set
Best sex, rejects, and the pornstars
Bald heads, tattoos, lowrider handlebars
Guitar, Red Hot Chili Peppers
Under the bridge, we got the best fuckin' weather
No sweaters, white tees and Nikes
Swap meet, Rodeo Drive, cheap to pricey
Spicy, have some tacos at Trejos
LA, San Diego, Sacramento, Vallejo
If I stay, ho, the party don't stop
Rest in peace Eazy-E, Nate Dogg, and 2Pac
Two Glocks for the haters tryna creep
It's Mr. Capone-E and I'm way too deep
Never sleep (hell nah)
The sun rises in the East
But it sets in the West, so I gotta protect
Right never rally, welcome to Cali
We get you so high from the beaches to the valley, woo
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
Polska, Ameryka, paprykarz, Major Specnaz
Mixtape numer siedem, sprawdź DJ-a Decks'a
Dresy i czapeczka, towar do woreczka dzielę
Życie to hustlerka, kurwy i złodzieje
Wódka w każdym sklepie, prochy na telefon
Blowjob za pięć dych, rakotwórczy beton
Ktoś jeździ Corvettą, ktoś inny śpi pod mostem
Tu życie nie jest proste, reprezentuję Polskę
Zachodniopomorskie, Szczecin, Królowej Jadwigi
Ciemne bramy, grube blanty, zapach farby i graffiti
Biznes kwitnie na dzielnicy, do granicy blisko mamy
Badylarze, ogrodnicy sadzą ganję na dwie zmiany
California, California Haze
Zaschło mi w gardle i ciężkie mam powieki
Tłustym jointem witam każdy dzień
Diler z rana dostarcza mi leki
Miasto wstaje, miasto budzi się
Trzeba posprzątać po nocy dyskoteki
Ludzie zmywają wczorajszy grzech
I dziś od nowa zaczynają grzeszyć
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
It's your homeboy Mr. Capone-E
And you're listenin' to DJ Decks Mixtape Siete
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
It's California, I warn ya, palm trees
Ghetto life, rich and famous, best weed
Wannabes, OGs, and the suspects
Ridin' down Sunset watchin' the sun set
Best sex, rejects, and the pornstars
Bald heads, tattoos, lowrider handlebars
Guitar, Red Hot Chili Peppers
Under the bridge, we got the best fuckin' weather
No sweaters, white tees and Nikes
Swap meet, Rodeo Drive, cheap to pricey
Spicy, have some tacos at Trejos
LA, San Diego, Sacramento, Vallejo
If I stay, ho, the party don't stop
Rest in peace Eazy-E, Nate Dogg, and 2Pac
Two Glocks for the haters tryna creep
It's Mr. Capone-E and I'm way too deep
Never sleep (hell nah)
The sun rises in the East
But it sets in the West, so I gotta protect
Right never rally, welcome to Cali
We get you so high from the beaches to the valley, woo
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
Polska, Ameryka, paprykarz, Major Specnaz
Mixtape numer siedem, sprawdź DJ-a Decks'a
Dresy i czapeczka, towar do woreczka dzielę
Życie to hustlerka, kurwy i złodzieje
Wódka w każdym sklepie, prochy na telefon
Blowjob za pięć dych, rakotwórczy beton
Ktoś jeździ Corvettą, ktoś inny śpi pod mostem
Tu życie nie jest proste, reprezentuję Polskę
Zachodniopomorskie, Szczecin, Królowej Jadwigi
Ciemne bramy, grube blanty, zapach farby i graffiti
Biznes kwitnie na dzielnicy, do granicy blisko mamy
Badylarze, ogrodnicy sadzą ganję na dwie zmiany
California, California Haze
Zaschło mi w gardle i ciężkie mam powieki
Tłustym jointem witam każdy dzień
Diler z rana dostarcza mi leki
Miasto wstaje, miasto budzi się
Trzeba posprzątać po nocy dyskoteki
Ludzie zmywają wczorajszy grzech
I dziś od nowa zaczynają grzeszyć
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
We're gonna be rockin' all day
We're gonna feel, beat is like heaven
We're gonna make it somewhere, when you're there
California, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Dariusz Działek, Fahd Azam, Kasia Tontor, Paweł Majewski
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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