When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya   Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit ya   Either I'm witcha or against ya   Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya      Talkin' to the rap inventor   ***** wit the game tight, Bic that flame right   Spell my name right, B I, double G, I E   Iced out lights out, me and Cease a Leo      Gettin' head from some chick he know   See it's all about the Cheddar, nobody do it better   Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather   Women, and the ****, sticky green      No seeds ***** please, Poppa ain't soft   Dead up in the Hood, ain't no love lost   Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up   Mad 'cause I got my **** ******      And my ***** ******, forfeit, the game is mine   I'ma spell my name one more time, check it   Its the, N O, T O, R I, O   U S, you just, lay down, slow      Recognize a real Don when you see one   Sippin' on booze in the house of blues      I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali      If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the East   I live out there, so don't go there   But that don't mean a ***** can't rest in the West   See some nice ******* in the West      Smoke some nice sess in the West, y'all ****** is a mess   Thinkin' I'm gon' stop, givin' L.A. props   All I got is beef with those that violate me   I shall annihilate thee      Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes   Linens and things, I begin' things   People start to flash, 818's, 213's   313's, B.I.G.      Frequently floss **** at Roscoe's   If I wanna ****** her, take her to Fat burger   Spend about a week on Venice Beach   Sippin' Cristal, with some freaks from 'Frisco      I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali      Cali got *******, models on the runway   Scream biggie, biggie, gimme one more chance   I be whippin' on the freeway, the NYC way   On the celly, celly with my homeboy Lance      Pass hash from left to right   Only got five ****** left to light, I'm set tonight   Paid a visit to Versace stores   Bet she suck until I ain't got no more, only in L.A.      Bust on ******* belly, rub it in they tummy   Lick it, say it's yummy, then **** yo' man   What's your plan, is it to rock the Tri State?   Almost gold, 5 G's at show gate   Or do you wanna see about seven digits   **** hoe's exquisite, Cali, great place to visit      I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali   ...