L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X)



It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the Tilt

Faded off a eightball, when I got the phone call

I recognized the voice right off the bat

Octavia, a.k.a. the neighbor-hood-rat

I used to run up in her but I had to play broke

cause the bitch was known to twist mo' than hundred spokes

Talkin bout a party she was givin and niggaz was dippin

She wanted me and my crew to come through and

I couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of town

And Mack and Cube wasn't out nowhere to be found

And all that bendin solo shit, played out with Cooley High

Even in the movie Damon caught a black eye bitch!

Ain't no peace treaty motherfuckers is losin

In nineteen-ninety-eight, ain't too many niggaz chosin

So what makes you think I'm comin out tonight hoe?

You must be on Triple D: Dick, Dope and Dynamite

She kept claimin that security was tight

And if I came, we'd both be comin tonight

So I jumped off my kizznouch, grabbed a coat and my coat

Picturin my dick all down this bitch throat

Loaded up my heater, took the black nina

Jumped in my rizzide, headed for the Westside

Rollin in the rigga with the naughty

Bumpin "Flashlight" fool, headed for the party



"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Uh-huh, uh-huh, fuckin with house party

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Shit ain't safe

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Kids don't try this at home

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"



It's goin down, the music got the whole block blastin

And all I see is titties and bitches with big asses

I couldn't make it through, I had to go back

and park around the corner cause the street was packed

So now I'm bailin to the party, eyes damn near shut

Heater on my side, plus I'm high as fuck

Straight trippin off 40's, hoodrats and shit

With niggaz names tatted on they ankles and wrists

And all these Cutlasses next to empty bottles of Hennesey

An early indication of gangbangin activity

Got to the do', no security in sight

Just niggaz ridin on me, what that whoopty-woop like?

I felt like I straight mark, walkin in the house

Gettin punked by niggaz too young to get in Magic Mountain

So I rolled back on em, right on the spot

Told em, "Fuck your set!" That's when I heard the music stop



"Hey nigga what that stand for on your arm?"

"Ni-niggaz havin cash"

"You mean niggaz havin a collision"

"Get that nigga!"

"Don't let that nigga fall!

Don't let him fall!"



Stretched out on the flo', gettin fucked up

All I saw was knucklehammers and bottom of niggaz Chuck's

Bitches screamin, "Kick that nigga ass for me!"

He's teemin on my dome, ain't no motherfuckin sympathy

I grabbed my heat and started dumpin, hit the back do'

scot free loc and who did I see?

Octavia, pussy wet, drunk on the ground

Passed out on her stomach with her pants hangin down



"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Shit ain't no joke loc, fuckin with a house party!

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Niggaz is gettin gunned down

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Ha hah, I don't know about where y'all from

but it ain't goin down where I'm from

Fuckin with a house party!

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Shit is real, check it out



Woke up the next day, little cut on my arm

One on my eyes and head, more knots than Barry Vaughn

Called the hoe up and cussed her punk ass out

She had the nerve to ask why a nigga turned the party out?

Nigga I scream on that bitch, I banged on that bitch

Nutted up on that bitch, hung up on the bitch

Stank-ass skank got niggaz crossin enemy lines

I should've stayed home and listened to my first mind

Cause now a nigga's layin down mad at the world

Lookin like the Elephant Man with a jheri curl

Sittin at killa King with forty-fo' stitches

Fuckin with these parties and these punk ass bitches

Fuck a house party!



"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Ha hah, youknowhatI'msayin? Fuckin with a house party!

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} This shit is real loc, youknowhatI'msayin?

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Ay Toones, tell these motherfuckers

Fuckin with a house party

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Ain't nuttin but motherfuckin bandana swingin



"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Y'all know what time it is

Bandana season loc, ha hah

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Fuckin with a house party!

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"

{WC} Fuckin with a house party