Lyrics

California Fire 9-9-13 (Rev. 7-22-2020)

California Fire... I got Dope Boi Energy... My New York homeys... say I’m the NEW Statue of Liberty... my Flo’ Rida Money... got it Sunny in Chicago... all my LaTino Homeys callin me the Black Pablo... California Fire... I got Dope Boi Energy... My New York homeys... say I’m the Nee Statue of Liberty... my Flo’ Rida Money... got it Sunny in Chicago... all my LaTino Homeys callin me the Black Pablo...



V.1
Heron Highway... Eisenhower life style... hit the Dan Ryan... pullin off the TurnPike nyow...

It’s war in Chicago... need a piece of Film Footage... I’ll show you how to Hustle... Keep it real to the Fullest...

Cash Cartel... Entertainment Group Mission... we don’t take too Kindly to the Jail trips and Prisons...

Business logistics... we conductin’ business different... first order of business... we gettin’ rid of the Snitches...

I hit a Home Run... Summer fun at Cominski Park... ball out and Stack bread... duck the Feds and the Narcs...

DEA Agents... yea... Jack want a Promotion... you Pigs about to Witness... a real Hustlers explosion...

A street Hustler blowin’ up... that’s the Old Formula... a Shot of the Cerroc for the Block... F’ the Coroner...


I’m Subject to send you... Bunjii Jumpin’ out the Twin Towers... naaa... no Parachutes... Crime Code Records... Classified as a Terror Group...



California Fire... I got Dope Boi Energy... My New York homeys... say I’m the Statue of Liberty... my Flo’ Rida Money... got it Sunny in Chicago... all my LaTino Homeys callin me the Black Pablo... California Fire... I got Dope Boi Energy... My New York homeys... say I’m the Statue of Liberty... my Flo’ Rida Money... got it Sunny in Chicago... all my LaTino Homeys callin me the Black Pablo...



V.2
(I can’t Change)... Hogtie you in the Back of the Range... (Doom Doom)... them the Shots that’ll Scatter your Brain...


(2 Chains)... Jukin’ out my Speakers when I hide your Remains... The new King of Sacramento... the Black Danny Ange...

new King of Los Angelos... the Black Wayne Gretzky... Ize Cold... I don’t Stutter... I don’t In-Die-Rectly...

California Angel... a Party of Five... Twenty Sixth and California on the Fin Ball Side...

S...F... to the Death... SanFrancisco Colors... Dope Pusha lookin after all my Kin-Folks Mothers...

UnCork the Fo’Aces... this a Toast to the Hustlers... yea... Fo’ Cee... Aches... Po’ some for the Folks and the Vice Lord Nation...

Moe hit me on the Android... we gone to Detroit... Powerhouse moves... These is Powerball Exploits...


California Fire... I got Dope Boi Energy... My New York homeys... say I’m the Statue of Liberty... my Flo’ Rida Money... got it Sunny in Chicago... all my LaTino Homeys callin me the Black Pablo... California Fire... I got Dope Boi Energy... My New York homeys... say I’m the Statue of Liberty... my Flo’ Rida Money... got it Sunny in Chicago... all my LaTino Homeys callin me the Black Pablo...


Two Million Gang Members... Waitin’ on this Dope House Shipment... Tenn-a-Ki for Real Hustlers... yea they love me in Memphis...