歌曲 | Sess in the Daytime, Chronic at Night |
歌手 | Crips |
专辑 | Nationwide Rip Ridaz |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : AWOL, Big Freeze, Broncoe ... | |
[SCC's Servin' Em Heat] "Think what you wanna, I keep one in the chamber" | |
[BRONCOE] | |
Break it down or switch your blow, that's how we run this shit | |
Light it up, take a hit - and give it up your click | |
You know for sure I'm smokin' doja | |
My folks I thought I told ya | |
Twist my sack and give me over throw the Tec and ride with locsters | |
HAT GANG and ?? TOWN hoo-ridin' in HOLMES STREET | |
FRANKLIN SQUARE, FUSHED TOWN, NEW HOLMES and FRONT STREET | |
AVENUE, BLUE GATE, BEACH TOWN, '7TH STREET | |
10-LINE, 11-DUECE, BABY LOCS and GRAPE STREET | |
99 MAFIA, P.J. WATTS | |
You get your props if you can ride, if you'se a Slob you get mobbed | |
It's alright ??? cause it like props on my block | |
I run with locs that aint't broke which y'all get smoked and ?throw lot? | |
I got 16 shots with extraclips in my side | |
If you'se a trick you get the ducksicc cause I'm cool in your cock | |
Shake the spot, fade your black, you back you trip and I'm sayin' | |
You claim my style 'cause you too wild this ain't the time to parlay | |
[BRONCOE] | |
I'm servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
I'm dumpin' rounds around the car for all you folks on the block | |
I gotta sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass all night | |
[BRONCOE] | |
You can find me on the East/Side, rip ridin' with the locsters | |
Swervin' five deep with the heat hittin' corners | |
Dippin' on dubs and Golds on Thunderbirds and doja | |
My colors flag my rag and sack my khakis like a soldier | |
Stay suckers free, you only see me with my - G's | |
I'm chokin' off the smoke with loc Big Freeze | |
What's up young Cuzz? Where you from? The Town | |
Where's at? On the East/Side, 10-5 by the Jordan Downs | |
Twist to my camp, come to my hood and | |
I guarantee that the loc'll gun you down when you stand | |
Off brand, other side better realize | |
Ain't no surprise out of the East Side Rip Ridaz causin' homicide | |
This is how we do it, check me out you don't hear me | |
It's do or die from day one, Compton and Watts can you feel? | |
My dick hard ??? down in the sperm | |
You grab your baby ?? and blast them bustas up outta there | |
[BRONCOE] | |
Servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
You dump rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
[BRONCOE] | |
Always ready for the rumble, never stutter, never stumble | |
Wet him up, shut him up and watch his whole cookie crumble cuz | |
You loc ?? on the West Coast | |
?? low the YGB case in the raincoat | |
Fifty on your back ?? but flow is tragic | |
But who do the doo-doo with that all black magic | |
Grab the paper tell my loc | |
Murder folks with the do' | |
Double back up on my khakis, ready to strap you like I'm suppose to | |
The locster | |
I told ya, straight up out the Watts | |
From twenty-one-hundred, East Hun' and '7 Street block | |
Real niggas gimme that cause I freak a fuckin' track | |
I meet my brother from the Town it's goin' down and I stay strapped | |
And just all you know, that you fuckin' with the loc | |
Twist down 10-5 and that's for Young Broncoe | |
[BRONCOE] | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
Dumpin' rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
See I'm Fudgin' by the dozen F for death Crip for life | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
I dumps rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
See I'm Fudgin' by the dozen and F for death Crip for life | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight |
zuo ci : AWOL, Big Freeze, Broncoe ... | |
SCC' s Servin' Em Heat " Think what you wanna, I keep one in the chamber" | |
BRONCOE | |
Break it down or switch your blow, that' s how we run this shit | |
Light it up, take a hit and give it up your click | |
You know for sure I' m smokin' doja | |
My folks I thought I told ya | |
Twist my sack and give me over throw the Tec and ride with locsters | |
HAT GANG and nbsp?? TOWN hooridin' in HOLMES STREET | |
FRANKLIN SQUARE, FUSHED TOWN, NEW HOLMES and FRONT STREET | |
AVENUE, BLUE GATE, BEACH TOWN, ' 7TH STREET | |
10LINE, 11DUECE, BABY LOCS and GRAPE STREET | |
99 MAFIA, P. J. WATTS | |
You get your props if you can ride, if you' se a Slob you get mobbed | |
It' s alright nbsp??? cause it like props on my block | |
I run with locs that aint' t broke which y' all get smoked and nbsp? throw lot? | |
I got 16 shots with extraclips in my side | |
If you' se a trick you get the ducksicc cause I' m cool in your cock | |
Shake the spot, fade your black, you back you trip and I' m sayin' | |
You claim my style ' cause you too wild this ain' t the time to parlay | |
BRONCOE | |
I' m servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
I' m dumpin' rounds around the car for all you folks on the block | |
I gotta sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass all night | |
BRONCOE | |
You can find me on the East Side, rip ridin' with the locsters | |
Swervin' five deep with the heat hittin' corners | |
Dippin' on dubs and Golds on Thunderbirds and doja | |
My colors flag my rag and sack my khakis like a soldier | |
Stay suckers free, you only see me with my G' s | |
I' m chokin' off the smoke with loc Big Freeze | |
What' s up young Cuzz? Where you from? The Town | |
Where' s at? On the East Side, 105 by the Jordan Downs | |
Twist to my camp, come to my hood and | |
I guarantee that the loc' ll gun you down when you stand | |
Off brand, other side better realize | |
Ain' t no surprise out of the East Side Rip Ridaz causin' homicide | |
This is how we do it, check me out you don' t hear me | |
It' s do or die from day one, Compton and Watts can you feel? | |
My dick hard nbsp??? down in the sperm | |
You grab your baby nbsp?? and blast them bustas up outta there | |
BRONCOE | |
Servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
You dump rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
BRONCOE | |
Always ready for the rumble, never stutter, never stumble | |
Wet him up, shut him up and watch his whole cookie crumble cuz | |
You loc nbsp?? on the West Coast | |
?? low the YGB case in the raincoat | |
Fifty on your back nbsp?? but flow is tragic | |
But who do the doodoo with that all black magic | |
Grab the paper tell my loc | |
Murder folks with the do' | |
Double back up on my khakis, ready to strap you like I' m suppose to | |
The locster | |
I told ya, straight up out the Watts | |
From twentyonehundred, East Hun' and ' 7 Street block | |
Real niggas gimme that cause I freak a fuckin' track | |
I meet my brother from the Town it' s goin' down and I stay strapped | |
And just all you know, that you fuckin' with the loc | |
Twist down 105 and that' s for Young Broncoe | |
BRONCOE | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
Dumpin' rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
See I' m Fudgin' by the dozen F for death Crip for life | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
I dumps rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
See I' m Fudgin' by the dozen and F for death Crip for life | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight |
zuò cí : AWOL, Big Freeze, Broncoe ... | |
SCC' s Servin' Em Heat " Think what you wanna, I keep one in the chamber" | |
BRONCOE | |
Break it down or switch your blow, that' s how we run this shit | |
Light it up, take a hit and give it up your click | |
You know for sure I' m smokin' doja | |
My folks I thought I told ya | |
Twist my sack and give me over throw the Tec and ride with locsters | |
HAT GANG and nbsp?? TOWN hooridin' in HOLMES STREET | |
FRANKLIN SQUARE, FUSHED TOWN, NEW HOLMES and FRONT STREET | |
AVENUE, BLUE GATE, BEACH TOWN, ' 7TH STREET | |
10LINE, 11DUECE, BABY LOCS and GRAPE STREET | |
99 MAFIA, P. J. WATTS | |
You get your props if you can ride, if you' se a Slob you get mobbed | |
It' s alright nbsp??? cause it like props on my block | |
I run with locs that aint' t broke which y' all get smoked and nbsp? throw lot? | |
I got 16 shots with extraclips in my side | |
If you' se a trick you get the ducksicc cause I' m cool in your cock | |
Shake the spot, fade your black, you back you trip and I' m sayin' | |
You claim my style ' cause you too wild this ain' t the time to parlay | |
BRONCOE | |
I' m servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
I' m dumpin' rounds around the car for all you folks on the block | |
I gotta sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass all night | |
BRONCOE | |
You can find me on the East Side, rip ridin' with the locsters | |
Swervin' five deep with the heat hittin' corners | |
Dippin' on dubs and Golds on Thunderbirds and doja | |
My colors flag my rag and sack my khakis like a soldier | |
Stay suckers free, you only see me with my G' s | |
I' m chokin' off the smoke with loc Big Freeze | |
What' s up young Cuzz? Where you from? The Town | |
Where' s at? On the East Side, 105 by the Jordan Downs | |
Twist to my camp, come to my hood and | |
I guarantee that the loc' ll gun you down when you stand | |
Off brand, other side better realize | |
Ain' t no surprise out of the East Side Rip Ridaz causin' homicide | |
This is how we do it, check me out you don' t hear me | |
It' s do or die from day one, Compton and Watts can you feel? | |
My dick hard nbsp??? down in the sperm | |
You grab your baby nbsp?? and blast them bustas up outta there | |
BRONCOE | |
Servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
You dump rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
BRONCOE | |
Always ready for the rumble, never stutter, never stumble | |
Wet him up, shut him up and watch his whole cookie crumble cuz | |
You loc nbsp?? on the West Coast | |
?? low the YGB case in the raincoat | |
Fifty on your back nbsp?? but flow is tragic | |
But who do the doodoo with that all black magic | |
Grab the paper tell my loc | |
Murder folks with the do' | |
Double back up on my khakis, ready to strap you like I' m suppose to | |
The locster | |
I told ya, straight up out the Watts | |
From twentyonehundred, East Hun' and ' 7 Street block | |
Real niggas gimme that cause I freak a fuckin' track | |
I meet my brother from the Town it' s goin' down and I stay strapped | |
And just all you know, that you fuckin' with the loc | |
Twist down 105 and that' s for Young Broncoe | |
BRONCOE | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
Dumpin' rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
See I' m Fudgin' by the dozen F for death Crip for life | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
I dumps rocks around the car for all the folks on the block | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight | |
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night | |
See I' m Fudgin' by the dozen and F for death Crip for life | |
Sex in the daytime, chronic at night | |
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass on sight |