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YG - Killa Cali (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Samuel Ahana
Samuel Ahana
Songwriter
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrik Ehrenblad-Plummer
Patrik Ehrenblad-Plummer
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Swish
DJ Swish
Producer
nami
nami
Producer

Lyrics

I'm from killer, killer Cali' We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys Palm trees and Kush smoke, good weather and baddies In the city, you can lose your life, gotta move to the Valley Killer Cali' where I live, that's where I'm from Don't overdose, don't get killed where I'm from The lights is bright, the parties is fun Becomin' a bum, the chances is young Gang bangers on every corner, that's who we become Influenced by the big homme, how I probably began Go through hell, but if you make it out, you won Floor seats at Staples Center, where Gigi was In Oakland, it's side shows on the daily Out in the Bay, the splash brothers goin' crazy Out in LA, it's red and blue paisleys Out of town, let's move here 'cause the weather and ladies In LA, the next superstar is in the makin' Athletes and actors, we produced the greatest Rappers and trappers, nigga, we produced the greatest From the same place some of the greatest got taken I'm from killer, killer Cali' We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies In the city, you can lose your life, gotta move to the Valley Biggie got killed here, Whitney got killed here Whitney overdosed, she died 'cause she got lit here Pop Smoke got killed here, they took Nip' here And that's my dawg, man, I wish I would've been there 'Pac got killed in Vegas, that's like he got killed here Suge got blackballed, he went to jail and y'all still scared Bullets done put my homies in wheelchairs Got survivor's guilt 'cause I'm still here Purple vault, oxycodone and some codeine (Codeine) How they let Michael Jack' be a dope fiend? (Dope fiend) Nigga, you trippin' with the doctors, should have told him Eazy died right tryna make it right with his old team Nate gone, Dolla gone, B-Brazy too Mac Miller, Marilyn Monroe, my city painful From a city where the legend get halo'd (Halo'd) In Los Angeles, we lost angels I'm from killer, killer Cali' We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies In the city, you can lose your life, gotta move to the Valley I'm from killer, killer Cali' We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies In the city, you can lose your life, gotta move to the Valley I'm from killer, killer Cali' We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies In the city, you can lose your life, gotta move to the Valley
Writer(s): Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Samuel Ahana, Dylan Ismael Teixeira Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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