Sess in the Daytime, Chronic at Night Lyrics
| Song | Sess in the Daytime, Chronic at Night |
| Artist | Crips |
| Album | Nationwide Rip Ridaz |
| Download | 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 |
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