In California (feat. Val Young)

Coming from a city where no pity is shown

(In California)

(In California, yeah)

Staring at these suckers who claim to be hard

(In California)

(In California, yeah)

Who gives it up and who be rocking all that rough stuff

All in the cut is Young Daz with the pimp strut

Can strut game on those who act lame

See, ain't a damn thing changed

You know I ride the neighborhood slow

Floss on you and let the wind blow

True indeed, I'm having a ball

Pick up the phone and give my homies a call

What's up with y'all?

Living in the city where we born to ball

Roll up a Philly, we pack it tight

What a pity, what a sight

Inhaling something all damn night

Got what I need, it got me kinda feeling so loud

Hennessey got a brother so feeling so high

Peel out and skate, enjoy my day

And I love to burn rubber

Pump up the jam for the summer

Gimme Eureka, Snoop  got the Hummer

Kinda make you wanna sit back and wonder for the summer

(In California)

(In California)

Home of the city of the Crip's and Blood's

(In California, yeah)

(In California)

And you could get shot over who they thought you was

(In California)

(In California)

The home of the cities of the gangsters and bud

(In California, yeah)

(In California)

Or you could get bad, oh who they thought you was

Ooh, damn, back by popular demand

Daz Dillinger back in effect, homie, once again

The question is, why y'all gotta problem with me getting live

Say the wrong thing, get fried

Prepare

In effect, homies are prepared everywhere

Causing ruckus, all being fair

Daz Dillinger, finally alone in my zone

Be by myself in a place that I call home

Check it out, peep out the scenery

You mean to mean nothing to me

You keep fronting to me

I hit you up, Dogg Pound all come around

Lay 'em all down, homies be fronting for their town

Throw it up, Eastside, Westside, bumping

California's the state where we be causing ruckus and I love it

(In California)

(In California)

Home of the city of the Crip's and Blood's

(In California, yeah)

And you could get shot over who they thought you was

(In California)

The home of the cities of the gangsters and bud

(In California, yeah)

Check it out

(California)

Or you could get bad, oh who they thought you was

Come on and feel scene and do something for ya

It's a place that everybody wanna see

Once that you visit

See all the places, you may never wanna leave

Here I am, stomping down, chopping down your compound

Knocking all y'all out, thirty seconds in the first round

Who come around get destroyed off contact

Realize and understand, homie, you don't want that

Peep me out, let's engage in military action

Women, dope and drama keep me acting

Bump all that bulls*** you yapping

Them beats and that bulls***you yapping

I'm about walk and she walking and smacking, strictly macking

You don't really want none of this action

Homie, you better watch out

'Cause nothing can save ya

Tattooing y'all with razors, mashing on it didn't penetrate him but I grazed him

Now they calling Daz the unusual player hater

Back on the spot, feeling live

Watching as the cops pass by, feeling live

Homie, I ain't lying

Who the man from Long Beach, California to Japan

Rock it like Run DMC, homie, without a band

In hand, I rock and control the whole scene

Watch it unfold, get scold, get blown away

Any other rapper pay dearly

Severely, y'all come and hear me

Damn, you get bruised, battered and slammed

People try to see who I am

I'm Diggy Daz

(In California)

(In California)

The home of the city of the Crip's and Blood's

(In California, yeah)

And you could get shot over who they thought you was

(In California)

The home of the city of the Crip's and Blood's

(In California, yeah)

What you say, you get shot over who they thought you was

Come on and feel scene and do something for ya

It's the place that everybody wanna see

Once that you visit

Seen all the places, you may never wanna leave

(In California)

(In California

Home of the city of the Crip's and Blood's

(In California, yeah)

(Where everybody wanna see)

And you could get shot over who they thought you was

(In California)

The home of the city of the Crip's and Blood's

(In California, yeah)

And you could get shot over who they thought you was

(In California)

Yeah, you know what I'm saying

We be doing it out here

(In California, yeah)

Hell outta our business

So y'all watch out, we're prepared, yeah

No Hollywood

Come on and feel scene and do something for ya

It's the place where everybody wanna see

Once that you visit

What you say now?

Seen all the places, you may never wanna leave