In The Hills

Lyrics

[Intro] Whew, I say Huh, yeah, I'm out here, yeah Pull that motherfuckin' lowrider up, nigga (I'm only out here for one reason) Where Warren G at? I say, look, uh (I ain't out here that long, lil' nigga, you know?) Cali in the hills, I'm out here s—, okay, yeah (Okay, slow down a lil' bit, Ghetto) Let that motherfucker ride for a minute, yeah, I say Whew, Ghetto Yeah (Two, three, go) [Chorus] Cali in the hills, I'm out here searchin' for a plug Both pockets filled up with Crip, my cup filled up with blood Rick Owens got some dirt on 'em, I got it out the mud Money so fuckin' dirty, had to wash it in the tub [Verse] Was down on my dick, they ain't show me no love Ain't do no cryin' or no complainin', went to Cali, found a plug Stickin' to the bud, I don't need water to make it flood Shit'll happen, you in the feds lookin' at nothin' less than a dub I'ma tell you what it is, don't give a fuck 'bout what it was I'ma let that blood spill, you owe me, fuck if you my cousin Five star, I'm eatin' crab legs, crunchin' over numbers Ninety-day grind with no spinnin', I'm fuckin' up the summer 'Bout that cash money, I'm 'bout it-'bout it, I pull up in a Hummer I know the drench gang, in broad day, we make it thunder Bossman, I done graduated, can't treat me like a runner Tunnel vision, I can't fall off right now, I'm on the come up Mr. Hustle All Night, from sundown to sun up Plenty times a nigga fell down, now I'm back one up Scratchin' from the scene like lil' bro, yellin' out "One love" Smokin' on some shit that's so strong, feel like I got one lung I can't let 'em trick me out the street, my mama got one son Came too far to throw it all away, I slip, we all done I was sittin' back on the grind, y'all was havin' y'all fun Main reason why my Galley jeans be stuffed with all dubs, let's go [Chorus] Cali in the hills, I'm out here searchin' for a plug Both pockets filled up with Crip, my cup filled up with blood Rick Owens got some dirt on 'em, I got it out the mud Money so fuckin' dirty, had to wash it in the tub Cali in the hills, I'm out here searchin' for a plug Both pockets filled up with Crip, my cup filled up with blood Rick Owens got some dirt on 'em, I got it out the mud Money so fuckin' dirty, had to wash it in the tub, yeah [Outro] (Thank you, Fizzle) (Smoov, what's good, baby?)