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Artist :Black Eyed Peas
Album :Bridging the Gaps
Title :

Cali to New York

[verse one]
As soon as a la stepped off (the floor)
People started hollerin (for more)
Beggin us to bless ’em with an (encore)
You know the peas they game to that (for sure)
No matter what the coast webe on
Pacific or atlantic westay strong
Foreign or domesticallywe conquer
All obstacles professionally and rock on
And that’s exactly how we made it rock (made it rock)
We turn this on and then we make it hot (make it hot)
We also known to cause a state of shock (state of shock)
We start at 2 then go to 10 o’clock (10 o’clock)
o’clock the next day that is (day that is)
No matter what city or state that is (state that is)
Don’t ask no questionsthat’s the way that is (way that is)
Don’t ask no questionsthat’s the way that is

[chorus - 4x]
Backbackbackbackand forth
From ca-li to new york

[verse two: pos]
Introduce posdonus y’all (’nus y’all)
Sticky like cous-cous y’all (cous y’all)
Be the words that I ap-ply (ap-ply)
My peeps masskarma n.y. (n.y)
Check it outyou see you other emceessound like brother emcees
Raised by the same pop and mother emcees
While I got a lot of brand in my nameI’m recognizable
Leavin me the cash amountthat’s quite sizable
Rich in that english that’s broke as hell
That’s why my niggaz in the hood understand me so well
Its the modern rap type talk
Used to walkall over your ears
You hear the thumpthis track pumps likewell order
Some others fell short of the line of finish
You didn’t practice harder at the scrimmage
Now my image is the golden cup
My career is dirty compared to yoursit’s all washed up

[chorus - 4x]
Backbackbackbackand forth
From ca-li to new york

[verse three: dove]
Wewewewe regulate and cross platesdestruct ya
Toss coins to distract it and we bust ya
Minds blow bigger than tempers out in russia
Cuss like a sailormake you shame like thelya
Stitch a verse tailored to fit
Spray paintin’ your spit
On the deco we artspread apart
I raid mo’ tracks than flicks in "beat street"
With kicks until the sole/soul wear outnever that!
We weather thatyou light in the ass and feather that
Heavy like black leather coatsyou pleather that
Last dick on the linewe way ahead of that
Squeezin like freddie foxxand his two glocks
Rocks don’t impress niggaz who speak to god
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the bepwe strictlynew getty
Two-fifty up in front of the micso what it look like?

[chorus to fade]
Backbackbackbackand forth
From ca-li to new york

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