Letra de 'Cali To New York (feat. De La Soul)' de Black Eyed Peas

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 we, be on
Pacific or Atlantic we, stay strong
Foreign or domestically, we 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 know to cause a state of shock (state of shock)
We start at 2 then go to 10 o'clock (10 o'clock)

10 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 questions, that's the way that is (way that is)
Don't ask no questions, that's the way that is

Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York

Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York

Introduce poisonous y'all ('nus y'all)
Sticky like couscous y'all (cous y'all)
Be the words that I apply (ap-ply)
My peeps mass, karma N.Y. (N.Y)

Check it out, you see you other emcees, sound like brother emcees
Raised by the same pop and mother emcees
While I got a lot of brand in my name, I'm recognizable
Leavin me the cash amount, that's quite sizable

Rich in that English that's broke as hell
That's why my niggaz in the hood understand me so well
It's the modern rap type talk
Used to walk, all over your ears

You hear the thump, this track pumps like, well 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 yours, it's all washed up

Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York

Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York

We, we, we, we regulate and cross plates, destruct ya
Toss coins to distract it and we bust ya
Minds blow bigger than tempers out in Russia
Cuss like a sailor, make you shame like Thelya

Stitch a verse tailored to fit
Spray paintin' your spit
On the decor we art, spread apart
I raid mo' tracks than flicks in beat street
With kicks until the sole/soul wear out, never that!

We weather that, you light in the ass and feather that
Heavy like black leather coats, you pleat her that
Last dick on the line, we way ahead of that
Squeezing like Freddie Foxx, and his two Glocks

Rocks don't impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new Getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it looks like?

Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York

Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-li to New York