California blues Heartache on the westside Listenin' to Snoop Runnin' through the red lights I'm fucked up over you (you) You (you), you (you) I'm fucked up over you (you) You (you), you (you) So this for the gin with the juice For the gin with the juice So this for the gin with the juice Pour it up in the back of the coupe In the back of the coupe In the, in the back of the coupe Pour it up in the back of the coupe Posted up, on the block, makin' moves Double cup, send me right to the moon (to the moon) I get lost in the night, yeah, I do (I do) You get mad when I tell you the truth Hit my line and I come right through (right through) Hit my line and I came right through (right through) And I can't seem to break you loose (break you loose) I can't break you loose 'Cause I'm fucked up over you You I'm, you I'm, you I'm I'm fucked up over you (so this for the gin with the juice) For the gin with the juice So this for the gin with the juice Pour it up in the back of the coupe Fucked up over you I'm fucked up over you California blues Heartache on the westside Listenin' to— (I'm fucked up over you) ♪ I'm fucked up over you You I'm, you I'm, you I'm I'm fucked up over you You I'm, you I'm, you I'm