VERSE 1: DRE:Now lemme welcome everybody to the wild wild west, a state thats untouchable like elliot ness, the track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest, pack a vest for your jimmy in the city of sex, we in that sunshine state, where the bomb ass hemp be, the state where you never find the dance flo' empty, and pimps be on mission for that green, lean, mean, money making machie servin feinds, i've been in the game for 10 years makin rap tunes, ever since honeys was wearin sasson, now its 95 and they clock me, watchin my diamonds shinein, lookin like i robbed liborache, its all good from dieago to the bay, your city is the bomb if your city makin pay, throw up a finger if you feel the same way, dre puttin it down for cal-a-forn-i-a!
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VERSE 2: TUPAC:Out on bail, fresh outta jail, california dreamin, soon as i step on the sceen i'm hearin hoochies screamin, feenin for money and alcohol, the life of a westside playa where cowards die, only in cali where we riot not rally to live and die, and only where we wearin chucks not ballies, dressed in locs and khaki suits is what we do, flossin but have caution we collide with other crews, famous because we program, worldwide let 'em recognize from long beach to rose grands, bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, its westside so you know to bow down to no man, say what you say, but gimme that bomb beef from dre, let me serenade the streets of LA, from oakland to sacktown, the bay area and back down, cali is where they put their mack down, gimme love!
SPOKEN:DRE & TUPAC:Long beach in the house, oaktown, oakland definatly in the house, frisco, frisco, ay you know LA up in this, pasadena where u at?, inglewood, inglewood always up to no good, even hollywood tryin to get a piece baby, sacramento, sacramento where u at? throw it up throw it up throw it up, i cant see ya!!