Another Crazy Day Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Toker] I'm back ese to another crazy day Still on my cycla, still in LA Patrolling my block and not giving a fuck And I'm throwing it up, ese and that's what's up 49th st down Hooper ave Headed down to 28th st, I thought you fools knew To kick it with the homies cause it's hot as fuck We going at it with these fools cause we're kicking them off the block Fuck that, this is our shit ese It belongs to the homies from eastside trece Another crazy fucking day acting a fool I got the spray can ready cause I'm good at what I do Got the walls hit up with all the homies name E-S 1-3 S-T Is what we claim Up in my hood always up to no good Packing my heat like a Mexican Eastwood [Hook: Klever] We throwing it up and not giving a fuck Roll deep on the block and keeping my quete cocked Another crazy day, ese this shit don't stop I got to sleep with my quete and wake up with my Glock It's an everyday thing in my varrio ese The homies be tripping throwing up the trece S-C L-A where pandilleros don't play Motherfuckers come up dead like every fuckin' day [Verse 2: Toker] The Tiny Dukes and traviesos and the Nite Owls The Tiny Lokos and the Vago taking motherfuckers out And those crazy motherfuckers from the TMK And Tiny Crooks and the Crooks be loving that gunplay 1-8-7 all motherfucking day From up in SB all the way back to LA Hell yeah ese, they know what goes down Move up in your city and turn that shit upside down It's a known fact but I'll just leave it at that Motherfuckers know what's up cause we left them on there back Another crazy day Another day tripping Smoking that sherm catching motherfuckers slipping Patrolling my hoof in my cruiser ese Mad dogging fools throwing up the trece All day everyday ese we keep this shit G From LA to the Valle all the way to SB [Hook: Klever] We throwing it up and not giving a fuck Roll deep on the block and keeping my quete cocked Another crazy day, ese this shit don't stop I got to sleep with my quete and wake up with my Glock It's an everyday thing in my varrio ese The homies be trippin throwing up the trece SC LA where pandilleros don't play Motherfuckers come up dead like every fucking day [Verse 3: Toker] Homies on the block, G'd the fuck up Keep the creases on there tramos hard as a fucking rock Bald head, Ben Davis And white Nike shoes Charlie Brown's and locs looking fucking bonarue Hell yeah ese, this shit don't stop Serving these crackheads on my fuckin block Fuck yeah fool, we control this motherfucker Only the homies can serve these fucking cluckers I don't give a fuck and I never will Ima be a fucking nut till the day I get killed Banging, tripping, ese not giving a fuck Eastside till I die you putos know what's up Another crazy day in the city of LA South Central bangers where motherfuckers don't play Cholo roll deep and we're quick with the heat So don't come tripping cause we'll put your ass to sleep [Hook: Klever] We throwing it up and not giving a fuck Roll deep on the block and keeping my quete cocked Another crazy day, ese this shit don't stop I got to sleep with my quete and wake up with my Glock It's an everyday thing in my varrio ese The homies be trippin throwing up the trece S-C LA where pandilleros don't play Motherfuckers come up dead like every fucking day