Lost Chords by Cali Life Style

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_ [G] I'm just coasting, drop the top of Roche State, SMBCC, [Em] 805 is the [D] ghost state
Ain't no place that I'd [B] rather be than the BIG, B-A-D-1-V [Em]-C
I got love for the [G] place that raised me, even [E] though times get a little [D] crazy
So I gotta give love back, either [B] gangbang, slang, or pull a [Em] motherfucking jack
It's all good, cause I'm [G] dropping nice cars pretty soon, twenty-five [E] that lops, spit behind [D] bars
I root those lives down cause I'm a son [B] of a gun, I'm only nineteen, but will I live to see twenty [G]-one?
I love a motherfucker, so you better step back, try to pull a jack, [E] I'll feed you bullets for a [D] fucking snack
Pero ahorita, cause I'm up on the land, [B] I'm coming from T-TRAC, ahorita loco su [G] reno
Two blokes, smashing deep in my city, once I'm acting up, just because [E] I'm rolling clean in a [D] Chevy
Dark skin, [Bm] Mexican, standing five [B]-o, put the pedal to the floor, hear my glass backs roll
[G] Hit the corner with the 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 smoke in the [G] air
Hard glare with my Lokes on, ready to make some hits, ready to make some [E] grip with my dope-ass [D] lyrics
Backing up my pay-thru like [B] regular, and just then, my homie Bones, hits me up on my [Em] C-Lub
Pinned the record, hook up a rock from my [G] ass, I'ma hook it on up, [E] as I cruise down the [D] overpass
Hit the stump, feeling in my cup to the rim, all the [B] while feeling jail from the butt, so [G] I quit
[Bm] When I get lost, _ [G] C-Lub, [E] Blue Cross, _ [D] you been my [Bm] _ salvation
When _ [G] I get lost, _ C-Lub, [E] Blue [D] Cross, you been my _ salvation
Now let [G] me introduce the G, the L-O-C's, let me get my sip on, as I'm [E] gliding through the breeze
[D] Keep on mashing as the tracks keep dropping, ain't no [B] stopping when I'm up and hopping
Jump the [G] ride to the side, cause I'm happy, but my homie's blowing in those smoke, dipping [E] blue
To the oldies every [D] day, yeah, my life is getting better and better, things are bigger in the [B] morning, then I'm down for whatever
The [G] L-U-B's pick me up about eleven-thirty [G]-two, I said I'm down to clamber, what the [E] hell we gonna do?
[D] Santa Maria, [B] SMVP, scooped up, Jaybird, RayRay, and the C-U-Z, [G] I got my cousin buzzing in the back
Chronic smoke, hotbox, [E] full of contact, [D] now it's time to roll to the potholes, walk into the bowl, let the [B] rag top fold, all the three times [G] go, hmm
Now where we go from here?
Keep on mashing through this [E] intercoastal atmosphere
[D] For the things that I do, I know I'm [B] gonna pay the cost for the reason why I'm gone, for the reason why I'm [G] lost
Living week by week, living day by day, doing 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, [Em] Jane 19
With the [G] Mexicano lean, throwing up all my [E] colors, red, white, to the [D] green
Always looking out in case fools jump, time to [B] handle shit and break em off real [G] quick
Take a look around the food, then take a close look, cause all the shit I see [E] I jot it down in my [D] rhyme book
My homies dropping off like [B] flies in 95, the ones that survive are taking steel cage [Em] bus rides
But for me I ain't sucker free, [G] cause punks is on the [Em] deck trying to gangsta yo
[D] Let's see what's unique, I'm a straight from the get go, we ran our own undercover [B] game though
Fools didn't [G] even know that we was real to the heart, see
Being true to the gang, [E] that's how it is in the [D] FMV, holding on to my dream
[B] Make it to the top, but I'm stuck being cross buffed up cause [G] I'm lost
When I get lost, feel I've [E] been [D] crossed, she will be [Bm] my salvation
When _ [G] I get lost, feel I've [E] been [D] crossed, she will be my _ salvation
_ _ [G] Yeah, special shouts cause I told my homies it was 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 kicking [G] it, know what I'm saying?
Yeah, gotta say what's up to my homie Bones?
Yeah, [E] spark doc, straight cruising [D] in the L, getting on you
Yeah, [B] what's up Crazy Joseph?
Yeah, whoever peeped down in [G] Logan
Yeah, what's up SD, my homie Logan
Yeah, DJ [E] Bishop, keep spinning them [D] homies
Straight from the SMV, Southern [B] California, Mexican invasion
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