
Lost 歌詞
Lost - Cali Life Style
Written by:Mc Gee/Pat
I'm just coastin'
Drop the top and roll straight s m v c c 805
It's the ghost stay ain't no place
That I'd rather be then the b I g b a d 1 3 see
I got love for the place
That raise me even though times get a lil' crazy so
I got to give love back either gang bang slang or pull
The mutha f**kin' jack it's all good
'Cause I'm drivng nice cars pretty soon
25 to life spent behind bars a wicked sly's life
'Cause I'm a son of a gun
I'm only 19 but would
I live to see 21 a loco mutha f**ka
So you better step back try to pull the jack ill feed
You bullets for a fukin snack better pero orita 'cause
I'm puffin from leno coming from detroit
Por vida loco surenos to locs matching deep in my city
Once I'm acting up just because
I'm rollin clean in a chevy dark skin
Mexican standind 5'4 put the pedal to the flow
Hear my glass backs roll
Hit the the corner with the passion on my way
To the market t dre shotgun with a blunt
Ready to spark it 10 30 in the morning
But I don't care hit the switch lock it up
Chronic smoke in the air hard player with my locs
On ready to make some hits
Ready to make some grip with my d**e
A** lyrics stacking up a platefull like regular
And just then my homie bones hits me up
I'ma cellular feeling to brake up a couple
Blocks for my a** up and hook it on up
As I cruise down the over pass hit the stuff
Filling on my cup to the rim on the why feeling g or from the bud
So I grin
When I get lost
Feel I been crossed
She will be my salvation
When I get lost
Feel I been crossed
She will be my salvation
Now let me introduce
The g's the l o c's let met get my self bombed
As I'm gliding through the breeze keep on mashing
As the tracks keep dropping ain't no stoppin
When I'm up and hoppin drop the ride to the side
Causin havoc with my homies blowing indo smoke dipped
And brued the oldies every day
And my life is getting better and better
Blaze n blaze it in the morning
And I'm down for whatever
The locs pick me up around 11 32
I said I'm down to claim
But what the hell we gonna do santa
Maria s m v p scooped up jay bird ray ray
And the c u z I got my cuzzin buzzen in the back
Chronic smoke hot box full of contact
Now it's time to roll to the pot hole
And spark another bowl another rag time foe
On the 3 times go now were
We go from here keep on mashing
Through the central coast atmosphere for the things
That I do I know I'm gonna pay the cost for the reason
Why I'm gone for the reason
Why I'm lost living week by week
Living day by day doing
What I gotta do to get my furtunate fame
But I'm lost in th system not made for me
So I'm suppose to break rocks straight
I for my g nineteen with a mexicano
Lame throwin up on my colors red white to the green
Always lookin out just in case fools jump me
Time to handle sh*t and break em' off real
Quick take a look around you fool
Then take a close look 'cause all the sh*t
I see I jot it down in my rhyme book my homies
Droppin off like cause a nine to five
The one's that survive take a steel cage bus ride
But for me I ain't sucka free
'Cause punks is tryin to take it easy
Lessy comin straight from the get
Go we ran our own undercover gang
Though fools didn't even know
That we was real to the heart see bein true to
The game that's how it is in the s m v holdin on
To my dreams makin to the top
But I'm stuck payin cost f**ked up 'cause a whole lost
When I get lost
Feel I been crossed
She will be my salvation
When I get lost
Feel I been crossed
She will be my salvation
Yeah special shouts goes out to my homies
That was down from the get go like my homie 'cause wasup dawg
Yeah wasup to my homie j bird yeah
Ray ray kickin know what I'm sayin yeah
I gotta say wasup to my homie bonez yeah
Sparked off straight cruisin from the l que que no yeah
Wasup crazy joseph yeah
Cuevo keep poundin loc yeah
Wasup s d yeah my homie loc yeah
Keep spinnin 'em homies straight
From the s m v southern California mexican invasion yeah
When I get lost
When I get lost
When I get lost lost lost lost lost lost