Sess in the Daytime, Chronic at Night

"Think what you wanna, I keep one in the chamber"
 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
 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
 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
 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
 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
 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