"G's From California" lyrics
(feat. Mr. Criminal)
Yeah that's's right
It's your crazy homeboy Lil Cuete
Haha, that's right homie, Mr. Criminal AKA the lyrical assassin
Hi Power Soldiers in the house muthafuckers
Taking over the game
My appetite for destruction can't be tamed
So ahead of the game
That kush weed affected my brain
Time to spark up the flames
I got a sick fetish, to make them dividends stack
Smoked out in the Cadillac, grippin' the Mac
I made a call to Cuete, Q'vole ese, it's on and poppin'
Southeast to West Side, haters just keep talkin'
While Cuete keeps Norwalkin' and yeah I be Silverlakin'
In a '63 skatin', candy paint and bumper scrapin'
Fool the streets still high as fuck, repping the streets
Haters tested the HPG or Lil Cuete, put 'em to sleep
Cause real recognize real, real is what you'll never be
A glass of Hennessy and a .40 cal is a deadly recipe
So don't come next to me unless you wanna be here to the ground
Looking for the hardest browns, Cuete, Crimes is what you found
And that's it, you haters can get a fat lip
I'll rearrange your face like plastic surgeons, closed caskets
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
If you catch me on the calles best believe that I'm strapped
Hooked up with Criminal and that HP camp
Haters hate that I made it but true sureños they love it
I'm quick to peel these levas cap and won't think nothing of it
Always keeping up dust, a Caminado soldado
It's Ese Lil Peter Cuete filling clips up with hollows
And this is every day, every night, putting in work
I know these levas have cuetes so I'm a bust at 'em first
This the life that we live, ese it's crazy insane
Criminal from Silverlake and Cuete, Norwalk gang
It's a must to be crazy, loco you know how it goes
I keep an extra clip, just in case I gotta reload
I got love for the soldiers cause they got love for me back
Big Q'vole to Capone-E, Mr. Silent where you at?
Ever since we hooked up, it'll never be the same
Lil Cuete, Hi Power, taking over the game
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
And the connections, coming and spitting, will be profession
Was sick as an adolescence, too much time in the streets
I was a menace, strapped with a vengeance
While I was jumping them fences
I realized I had some skill with the heat
And so I busted, into the game
Fuck a ball and a chain, I know my homies stuck feeling the same
Became a problem, signed to Hi Power was quick to bust on these cowards
My attitude, the rap game is ours
And Lil Cuete, from Norwalk trece
From there developed a click, on you levas
Now the game is infected
And we're never disrespected cause our rep is legit
And all the gente knows of that Norwalk click
I'm talking serio pedo, I'll represent till I die
Until the wheels fall off, ay, this is puro South Side
I stay deep in the game, I call the streets my home
They call me Lil Cuete, but the guns are big that I hold
I keep it ready in the chamber, hold it steady and shoot
We got a million other cholos trying to do what we do
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
It's your crazy homeboy Lil Cuete
Haha, that's right homie, Mr. Criminal AKA the lyrical assassin
Hi Power Soldiers in the house muthafuckers
Taking over the game
My appetite for destruction can't be tamed
So ahead of the game
That kush weed affected my brain
Time to spark up the flames
I got a sick fetish, to make them dividends stack
Smoked out in the Cadillac, grippin' the Mac
I made a call to Cuete, Q'vole ese, it's on and poppin'
Southeast to West Side, haters just keep talkin'
While Cuete keeps Norwalkin' and yeah I be Silverlakin'
In a '63 skatin', candy paint and bumper scrapin'
Fool the streets still high as fuck, repping the streets
Haters tested the HPG or Lil Cuete, put 'em to sleep
Cause real recognize real, real is what you'll never be
A glass of Hennessy and a .40 cal is a deadly recipe
So don't come next to me unless you wanna be here to the ground
Looking for the hardest browns, Cuete, Crimes is what you found
And that's it, you haters can get a fat lip
I'll rearrange your face like plastic surgeons, closed caskets
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
If you catch me on the calles best believe that I'm strapped
Hooked up with Criminal and that HP camp
Haters hate that I made it but true sureños they love it
I'm quick to peel these levas cap and won't think nothing of it
Always keeping up dust, a Caminado soldado
It's Ese Lil Peter Cuete filling clips up with hollows
And this is every day, every night, putting in work
I know these levas have cuetes so I'm a bust at 'em first
This the life that we live, ese it's crazy insane
Criminal from Silverlake and Cuete, Norwalk gang
It's a must to be crazy, loco you know how it goes
I keep an extra clip, just in case I gotta reload
I got love for the soldiers cause they got love for me back
Big Q'vole to Capone-E, Mr. Silent where you at?
Ever since we hooked up, it'll never be the same
Lil Cuete, Hi Power, taking over the game
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
And the connections, coming and spitting, will be profession
Was sick as an adolescence, too much time in the streets
I was a menace, strapped with a vengeance
While I was jumping them fences
I realized I had some skill with the heat
And so I busted, into the game
Fuck a ball and a chain, I know my homies stuck feeling the same
Became a problem, signed to Hi Power was quick to bust on these cowards
My attitude, the rap game is ours
And Lil Cuete, from Norwalk trece
From there developed a click, on you levas
Now the game is infected
And we're never disrespected cause our rep is legit
And all the gente knows of that Norwalk click
I'm talking serio pedo, I'll represent till I die
Until the wheels fall off, ay, this is puro South Side
I stay deep in the game, I call the streets my home
They call me Lil Cuete, but the guns are big that I hold
I keep it ready in the chamber, hold it steady and shoot
We got a million other cholos trying to do what we do
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
We can't be stopped now
We taking over
Straight to the top muthafucka
Some G's from California
