Chords for Cali Life Style - Lost (Mexican Invasion)

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_ [G] I'm just close, drop the top of road straight and some ECC
[Em] 805 is the [D] ghost stat, ain't no place that I'd [B] rather be
Than the B.I..G., B.A..D. 1-3 [G]-C I got love for the place that raised me Even [E] low times get a little [D] crazy So I gotta give love back Either gang bang [B] slang or pull a [G] motherfuckin' jack It's all good cause I'm droppin' nice cars Pretty soon twenty-five [E] and life's spent behind [D] bars A ruthless lifestyle cause I'm a slave of a gun [B] I'm only nineteen, but will I live to see twenty [G]-one? I'm a local motherfucker so you better step back Try to pull a jack, [E] I'll feed you bullets for a [D] fuckin' snack Pero horrida, cause I'm up on the land [B] I'm comin' from T-Trac, horrida loco [G] suleño Two blokes smashin' deep in my set Once I'm actin' up just because [E] I'm rollin' clean in a [D] Chevy Dark skin, Mexican, [B] standin' 5-0 Put the pedal to the flow, hear my glass backs [G] roll Hit the corner with the [Bm] passion, I'm on my way to the market T-Trac shotgun [E] with a blunt, ready to [D] spark it Ten-thirty in the morning but I [B] don't care Hit the switch, lock it up, chronic smokin' the [G] air Hard glare with my love song, ready to make some hits Ready to make some [E] grip with my dope-ass [D] lyrics Stackin' up my pay-flow like [B] regular Angels there in my homie bones, fix me up on my C [Em]-Lup Beatin' the record, hook up a rock from my [G] ass So I'll hook it on up [Em] as I cruise down the [D] overpass Hit the stoke, feelin' in my [B] cup to the rim All the wild feelin' jail from the butt so [G] I grip I get lost, feel her [E] blue cloths [D] She will be my [Bm] _ salvation _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
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Let [G] me introduce the G, the L-O-C's Limitin' my cell phone as I'm [E] blinded through the breeze [D] Keep on mashin' as the tracks keep droppin' Ain't no stoppin' when I'm [B] up and hoppin' Jump the [G] ride to the side, causin' havoc with my homies Blowin' in those smoke, dippin' [E] boo to the oldies Every [D] day of my life is gettin' better and better Blaze a vigga in the morning, then I'm down for whatever The [G] Lutz pick me up about eleven-thirty-two I said I'm down to clamber, what the hell [E] we gonna do? [D] Santa Maria, S-M-V-P, [B] scooped up J-Bird, Ray-Ray, you're the C-U-Z [G] I got my cousin buzzin' in the back Chronic smoke, hot box [E] full of contact Now [D] it's from the road to the potholes, walkin' to the bowl Let the rag top fold, all the three times, [G] don't hurt Now where we go from here? Keep on mashin' through the Silver [E] Coast atmosphere [D] For the things that I do, I know I'm gonna [B] pay the cost For the reason why I'm gone, [F#] for the reason why I'm [G] lost Livin' week by week, livin' day by day Doin' what I gotta do [E] to get my fortune and fame [D] But I'm lost in a system not [B] made for me So I'm forced to break rock straight, go for mine G [G]-19, with the Mexicano linen Throwin' up all my [E] colors, red, white, to the green [D] Always lookin' out in case fools [B] jump Time to handle shit and break em' off real quick [G] Take a look around you fool, then take a close look Cause all the shit I say [Em] I jot it down in my [D] rhyme book My homies droppin' off like flies [B] in 95 The words of Survivor, take a steel cage bus [Em] ride But for me I ain't sucker freak Cause punks is on the tank, tryna gangsta your [D] Let's see, we seen it comin' straight from the get-go We ran our own undercover gang, though Fools didn't need [G] to know that we was real to the heart, see Bein' true to the gang, [E] that's how it is In the [D] FNV, holdin' on to my dream, make it to the top But I'm stuck [B] payin' costs, fucked up cause I'm [G] lost I [Bm] can't get lost, _ feel out the [E] cross [D] She went through [Bm] my _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ salvation _ _ _ [G] Yeah, special shouts goes out to all my homies that went down from the get [Em]-go Like my homie [D] Guns, what's up dog? Yeah, [B] what's up to my homie Jay Bird? Yeah, Ray Ray kickin' it, know [G] what I'm sayin'? Yeah, gotta say what's up to my homie Bones Yeah, [E] spark dog straight cruisin' in [D] the L, keep it low, yeah Yeah, what's [B] up Crazy Joe, sir? Yeah, whoever peep down and [G] low Yeah, what's up, bestie? My homie Lowe Yeah, DJ [E] Bishop keep spinnin' them [D] homies Straight from the [Bm] SMV, Southern [B] California, Mexican face Yeah, [G] I ain't gon' know, I ain't gon' [E] know _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
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