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...