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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Welcome back to California The punk police will calico ya The funk won't cease, we battle on the grounds Of who it is that really own the town Business, palm trees, a hundred degrees C-I-As, F-E-Ds smuggle in keys Schwarzenegger still hustle and scheme, puffin' the weed Feelin' on women, killin' the whole scene And I'm killin' that old image you got I know you think the West coast started with Eazy and finished with 'Pac But think again, we got it just as hard out here You act like the government ain't in charge out here, man Pass the Molotov, light it up, and throw it at the city hall Administration, station Face the Nation, I ain't talkin 'bout the President I'm talkin' 'bout the flag with the star and the crescent in it [Chorus] Look at all the gang bangers sidin' with true cuz Look at all the flame brangers ridin' with true blood P-Dog done provided the truth of the true thugs How they divide and confuse us Look at all the gang bangers sidin' with true cuz Look at all the flame brangers ridin' with true blood P-Dog done provided the truth of the true thugs How they divide and confuse us [Verse 2] Now put your purple back partner, I don't smoke trees (Nah) No dank, no drank, no coke, or speed (Hell, naw!) You know me homey, sober and clean A lot of G's want me on the team, but I don't roll with dope fiends Imagine me goin' from Tookie to Pookie I'm a threat 'cause mainstream rejection didn't spook me Rappers tried to make me switch and couldn't move me Kufi salute me and true niggas choose me Viewed to be the new Huey in Newsweek We all speak truth, now listen to the truth speak Full circle with the way I view beef If you don't choose peace, you leave with no front two teeth Up in this motherfucker (Yeah) Guerrilla Funk and we ain't never been no run-and-duckers (That's right) Now tell me what's so gangster 'bout flossin' your bank account For some quick attention from the women while the people in the hood suffer [Chorus] Look at all the gang bangers sidin' with true cuz Look at all the flame brangers ridin' with true blood P-Dog done provided the truth of the true thugs How they divide and confuse us Look at all the gang bangers sidin' with true cuz Look at all the flame brangers ridin' with true blood P-Dog done provided the truth of the true thugs How they divide and confuse us [Verse 3] Well look here, what'chu think of bringin' back the free breakfastes The free food, free health care, free dentistes The homey Fleetwood got the homeboy hotline An ex-felon job line, hit him on MySpace And pardon as I take part in upliftin' of my race Past the high rate of incarceration and crime rate Bein' my fate, so if you don't believe That we can struggle and achieve then get out my face So quick, so fast, you don't get no pass You don't get mo' black, we'll kick yo' ass! Then turn around and spend yo' cash, in the hood With the mommas and the kids livin' with no dad Frisco through Oakland, Vallejo through Oakland They try to gentrify and then rebuild most Oaklands But it's still mo' funk and coke smokin' in the Oakland Fo-fo's blowin domes open, think about it [Chorus] Look at all the gang bangers sidin' with true cuz Look at all the flame brangers ridin' with true blood P-Dog done provided the truth of the true thugs How they divide and confuse us Look at all the gang bangers sidin' with true cuz Look at all the flame brangers ridin' with true blood P-Dog done provided the truth of the true thugs How they divide and confuse us