California Funk Volume (Ft. Hopsin & SwizZz)

[Hook: Hopsin]
Cali, Cali, Cali, Cali
Cali, Cali, Cali, Cali
I'm from California, ayy, I'm from California, ayy
I'm from California, ayy, I'm from California, ayy
I'm from California, ayy, I'm from California, ayy
I'm from California, ayy (Now yo, yo, yo)
I'm from California, ayy

[Verse 1: Hopsin]
My name is Hopsin and best believe I'm on a paper chase
Since I was a little nigga, I been repping 818
See, I hit the barber shop so I could get a taper fade
And floss on these niggas who always sipping that hater-aid
I be on that loony shit, some say I'm a Luna-Tic
'Cause I like big, fat booty chicks, what type of girls do you be with?
Sorry for my randomness, beats I use 'em like canvases
Then I paint on my picture like I'm a hoodlum Evangelist
(Where you from?) Los Angeles, best believe we scandalous
If niggas popping off at the mouth, we leave 'em in bandages
Everyone's always assuming that when I'm not rapping I be on that average shit
Even when I be away from the mic, I'm still pulling out devious magic tricks (Whoa)
I'm from Cali baby (Yes) Will I ever leave? (No)
We got the remedy (Yes) Can you feel the breeze? (No)
Well maybe you should change the place you reside
And come to the West Side, we'll surely leave you revived, yeah