California Chords by Lil Rob
Tempo:
83.95 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
Bm
C#m
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [D] [C#m] Oh, Southern [Bm] California, [F#m] home of low-riding, [D] gang [C#]-banging and shit.
[G#m] [F#m] California!
[E]
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] [B] California, [F#m] [B] in California.
I was raised [F#m] in [Dm] California, [C#] where homeboys die [B] every day over [E] some shit they say.
I've always [F#] been down with [Bm] nitros and cholos, the [A] lolos, the 6'3s, the [B] 6'4s, the rucas with [F#m] no clothes.
Used to drive a two-door, [Dm] gang-banging [C#] the four-door, putting [B] bullet holes in the [E] door of a four-deck floor.
[F#] Hardcore, [Bm] and I got more and more where that came [A] from, welcome to [B] my kingdom.
The streets are my freedom, [F#] I need them, I feed them, I feed back.
[D] They need that like I need [C#] my weed sack.
[B] [C#m] Where were we at?
[F#] Oh, [Bm] California, the golden state, control [A] the state, push it, wait, where [Bm] mottos like me [F#m] hallucinate.
Bubble up while [Bm] you fumble up, fucking up you [C#] fucking punk.
If [Bm] there's no room, then [C#m] we'll stick them by the fucking [F#] pump.
I [D] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] every day over some shit they [E] say.
[F#] Slipping [Bm] and dipping, gripping the wheel, [C#m] locking it up.
Dump the [Bm] back one or pop the front one [F#] up.
Put the convertible top [D] down, it's too good to [C#] stop now, this California [B] living.
[F#] Smoke up [E] on the ceiling, [F#m] party [Bm] at the booth, off the hook, got every drug up in [A] the book.
You don't [B] believe me, see for yourself and take [F#] a closer look.
Low-rider [D] car shows, hop until [C#] the trunk blows.
Catch me at [B] the bar having [C#m] a beer with my uncles.
[F#] Pacifico [D] with no lime, that's what I drink [C#m] at all times.
Pre-stuffed [Bm] Davis's, I'm always out like where [F#m] the pavement is.
I come from the [D] underground, the underground like where [C#] the basement is.
It's [B] California, people [C#m] have a hard time facing [F#] it.
I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [Bm] California, [B] in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking [C#m] how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] everyday over some shit they [C#m] say.
Low [F#]-rider bicycles, [Bm] tricycles, cold as icicles.
[A] Smoking chronic shit [Bm] so hot, you would think my eyes [F#m] are closed.
I got my eyes on [D] those, who be thinking that [C#] my eyes are closed.
But [B] they're not, I say, [E] do a check when you get too close.
[F#] You'll know that [Bm] I know what you think, I [A] don't know, I might explode.
[B] Unload, reload, and [F#m] unload, you broke the code, you gots [Dm] to go.
Ain't no future in [C#] your fucking crazy California, [Bm] homeboy, [C#m] where the quep is busting.
[F#] [D] California's Thailand, California [C#m] riding,
Whittier [B] Boulevard to Bristol, then back [F#] to Highland.
I gots [D] to do it like the locals [C#] do, don't race your ride, hop [B] your ride like you're [E] supposed to do.
Rude.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] [Bm] California, in California.
Southern California, [Dm] home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, [C#m] rocking how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [Bm] everyday over [E] some shit they say.
[F#] [Bm] [A] [B] [F#]
[G#m] [F#m] California!
[E]
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] [B] California, [F#m] [B] in California.
I was raised [F#m] in [Dm] California, [C#] where homeboys die [B] every day over [E] some shit they say.
I've always [F#] been down with [Bm] nitros and cholos, the [A] lolos, the 6'3s, the [B] 6'4s, the rucas with [F#m] no clothes.
Used to drive a two-door, [Dm] gang-banging [C#] the four-door, putting [B] bullet holes in the [E] door of a four-deck floor.
[F#] Hardcore, [Bm] and I got more and more where that came [A] from, welcome to [B] my kingdom.
The streets are my freedom, [F#] I need them, I feed them, I feed back.
[D] They need that like I need [C#] my weed sack.
[B] [C#m] Where were we at?
[F#] Oh, [Bm] California, the golden state, control [A] the state, push it, wait, where [Bm] mottos like me [F#m] hallucinate.
Bubble up while [Bm] you fumble up, fucking up you [C#] fucking punk.
If [Bm] there's no room, then [C#m] we'll stick them by the fucking [F#] pump.
I [D] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] every day over some shit they [E] say.
[F#] Slipping [Bm] and dipping, gripping the wheel, [C#m] locking it up.
Dump the [Bm] back one or pop the front one [F#] up.
Put the convertible top [D] down, it's too good to [C#] stop now, this California [B] living.
[F#] Smoke up [E] on the ceiling, [F#m] party [Bm] at the booth, off the hook, got every drug up in [A] the book.
You don't [B] believe me, see for yourself and take [F#] a closer look.
Low-rider [D] car shows, hop until [C#] the trunk blows.
Catch me at [B] the bar having [C#m] a beer with my uncles.
[F#] Pacifico [D] with no lime, that's what I drink [C#m] at all times.
Pre-stuffed [Bm] Davis's, I'm always out like where [F#m] the pavement is.
I come from the [D] underground, the underground like where [C#] the basement is.
It's [B] California, people [C#m] have a hard time facing [F#] it.
I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [Bm] California, [B] in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking [C#m] how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] everyday over some shit they [C#m] say.
Low [F#]-rider bicycles, [Bm] tricycles, cold as icicles.
[A] Smoking chronic shit [Bm] so hot, you would think my eyes [F#m] are closed.
I got my eyes on [D] those, who be thinking that [C#] my eyes are closed.
But [B] they're not, I say, [E] do a check when you get too close.
[F#] You'll know that [Bm] I know what you think, I [A] don't know, I might explode.
[B] Unload, reload, and [F#m] unload, you broke the code, you gots [Dm] to go.
Ain't no future in [C#] your fucking crazy California, [Bm] homeboy, [C#m] where the quep is busting.
[F#] [D] California's Thailand, California [C#m] riding,
Whittier [B] Boulevard to Bristol, then back [F#] to Highland.
I gots [D] to do it like the locals [C#] do, don't race your ride, hop [B] your ride like you're [E] supposed to do.
Rude.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] [Bm] California, in California.
Southern California, [Dm] home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, [C#m] rocking how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [Bm] everyday over [E] some shit they say.
[F#] [Bm] [A] [B] [F#]
Key:
B
F#
Bm
C#m
D
B
F#
Bm
[F#] _ [D] _ [C#m] Oh, Southern [Bm] California, [F#m] home of low-riding, [D] gang [C#]-banging and shit.
[G#m] [F#m] California!
[E]
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] [B] California, [F#m] [B] in California.
I was raised [F#m] in [Dm] California, [C#] where homeboys die [B] every day over [E] some shit they say.
I've always [F#] been down with [Bm] nitros and cholos, the [A] lolos, the 6'3s, the [B] 6'4s, the rucas with [F#m] no clothes.
Used to drive a two-door, [Dm] gang-banging [C#] the four-door, putting [B] bullet holes in the [E] door of a four-deck floor.
[F#] Hardcore, [Bm] and I got more and more where that came [A] from, welcome to [B] my kingdom.
The streets are my freedom, [F#] I need them, I feed them, I feed back.
[D] They need that like I need [C#] my weed sack.
_ [B] [C#m] Where were we at?
[F#] Oh, [Bm] California, the golden state, control [A] the state, push it, wait, where [Bm] mottos like me [F#m] hallucinate.
Bubble up while [Bm] you fumble up, fucking up you [C#] fucking punk.
If [Bm] there's no room, then [C#m] we'll stick them by the fucking [F#] pump.
I [D] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] every day over some shit they [E] say.
[F#] Slipping [Bm] and dipping, gripping the wheel, [C#m] locking it up.
Dump the [Bm] back one or pop the front one [F#] up.
Put the convertible top [D] down, it's too good to [C#] stop now, this California [B] living.
[F#] Smoke up [E] on the ceiling, [F#m] party [Bm] at the booth, off the hook, got every drug up in [A] the book.
You don't [B] believe me, see for yourself and take [F#] a closer look.
Low-rider [D] car shows, hop until [C#] the trunk blows.
Catch me at [B] the bar having [C#m] a beer with my uncles.
[F#] Pacifico [D] with no lime, that's what I drink [C#m] at all times.
Pre-stuffed [Bm] Davis's, I'm always out like where [F#m] the pavement is.
I come from the [D] underground, the underground like where [C#] the basement is.
It's [B] California, people [C#m] have a hard time facing [F#] it.
I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [Bm] California, [B] in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking [C#m] how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] everyday over some shit they [C#m] say.
Low [F#]-rider bicycles, [Bm] tricycles, cold as icicles.
[A] Smoking chronic shit [Bm] so hot, you would think my eyes [F#m] are closed.
I got my eyes on [D] those, who be thinking that [C#] my eyes are closed.
But [B] they're not, I say, [E] do a check when you get too close.
[F#] You'll know that [Bm] I know what you think, I [A] don't know, I might explode.
[B] Unload, reload, and [F#m] unload, you broke the code, you gots [Dm] to go.
Ain't no future in [C#] your fucking crazy California, [Bm] homeboy, [C#m] where the quep is busting.
[F#] [D] California's Thailand, California [C#m] riding,
Whittier [B] Boulevard to Bristol, then back [F#] to Highland.
I gots [D] to do it like the locals [C#] do, don't race your ride, hop [B] your ride like you're [E] supposed to do.
Rude.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] _ [Bm] California, in California.
Southern California, [Dm] home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, [C#m] rocking how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [Bm] everyday over [E] some shit they say.
[F#] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _
[G#m] [F#m] California!
[E]
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] [B] California, [F#m] [B] in California.
I was raised [F#m] in [Dm] California, [C#] where homeboys die [B] every day over [E] some shit they say.
I've always [F#] been down with [Bm] nitros and cholos, the [A] lolos, the 6'3s, the [B] 6'4s, the rucas with [F#m] no clothes.
Used to drive a two-door, [Dm] gang-banging [C#] the four-door, putting [B] bullet holes in the [E] door of a four-deck floor.
[F#] Hardcore, [Bm] and I got more and more where that came [A] from, welcome to [B] my kingdom.
The streets are my freedom, [F#] I need them, I feed them, I feed back.
[D] They need that like I need [C#] my weed sack.
_ [B] [C#m] Where were we at?
[F#] Oh, [Bm] California, the golden state, control [A] the state, push it, wait, where [Bm] mottos like me [F#m] hallucinate.
Bubble up while [Bm] you fumble up, fucking up you [C#] fucking punk.
If [Bm] there's no room, then [C#m] we'll stick them by the fucking [F#] pump.
I [D] was raised on the streets of [B] California, in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking how [C#m] we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] every day over some shit they [E] say.
[F#] Slipping [Bm] and dipping, gripping the wheel, [C#m] locking it up.
Dump the [Bm] back one or pop the front one [F#] up.
Put the convertible top [D] down, it's too good to [C#] stop now, this California [B] living.
[F#] Smoke up [E] on the ceiling, [F#m] party [Bm] at the booth, off the hook, got every drug up in [A] the book.
You don't [B] believe me, see for yourself and take [F#] a closer look.
Low-rider [D] car shows, hop until [C#] the trunk blows.
Catch me at [B] the bar having [C#m] a beer with my uncles.
[F#] Pacifico [D] with no lime, that's what I drink [C#m] at all times.
Pre-stuffed [Bm] Davis's, I'm always out like where [F#m] the pavement is.
I come from the [D] underground, the underground like where [C#] the basement is.
It's [B] California, people [C#m] have a hard time facing [F#] it.
I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [C#m] [Bm] California, [B] in California.
Southern [D] California, home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, rocking [C#m] how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [F#] everyday over some shit they [C#m] say.
Low [F#]-rider bicycles, [Bm] tricycles, cold as icicles.
[A] Smoking chronic shit [Bm] so hot, you would think my eyes [F#m] are closed.
I got my eyes on [D] those, who be thinking that [C#] my eyes are closed.
But [B] they're not, I say, [E] do a check when you get too close.
[F#] You'll know that [Bm] I know what you think, I [A] don't know, I might explode.
[B] Unload, reload, and [F#m] unload, you broke the code, you gots [Dm] to go.
Ain't no future in [C#] your fucking crazy California, [Bm] homeboy, [C#m] where the quep is busting.
[F#] [D] California's Thailand, California [C#m] riding,
Whittier [B] Boulevard to Bristol, then back [F#] to Highland.
I gots [D] to do it like the locals [C#] do, don't race your ride, hop [B] your ride like you're [E] supposed to do.
Rude.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets of [A] _ [Bm] California, in California.
Southern California, [Dm] home of car-hopping and [C#m] bomb-dropping,
West Coast [B] pop-locking, [C#m] rocking how we're talking.
[F#] I [Bm] was raised on the streets [A] of [B] California, in California.
I was raised [D] in California, [C#] where homeboys die [Bm] everyday over [E] some shit they say.
[F#] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _
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