California Soul

In the middle of the second heat wave On a hot Cali day you can catch me sweating like a slave Gangsters' is keeping it, Gully sellin' their product in the bay And the plus the street is hot enough to fry some steak and eggs The most expensive real estate on earth You ain't gotta' sell crack homie, 'cause you can sell dirt From the bay to Diego, then back to Sacremento Girls keep their skin tanned like a Pretzel Until they get skin cancer You know everywhere you go you got fools spitting at ya' My righteous girls know they ain't got to get with 'em But you can throw your hands up to this California rhythm California got streets of gold You better watch out (watch out) before you lose your soul (What) I've been around the globe But I ain't seen nothin' like California Soul (California Soul) To be finished...