Ron "Ronnie Ron" Phillips - Sess in the Daytime, Chronic at Night lyrics

"Think what you wanna, I keep one in the chamber" --] SCC's Servin' Em Heat [BRONCOE] Break it down or switch your blow, that's how we run this sh** 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, FUDGE 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 ain't'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 co*k 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 a** 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 s**ers free, you only see me with my - G's I'm chokin' off the smoke with loc Big Freeze Watts 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 s**m 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 a** 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 n***as gimme that cause I freak a f**in' track I meet my brother from the Town it's goin' down and I stay strapped And just all you know, that you f**in' 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 a** on sight I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night See I'm Fudgin' by the dozen F for d**h Crip for life Sex in the daytime, chronic at night All my job servin' Slobs and blast that a** 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 a** on sight I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night See I'm Fudgin' by the dozen and F for d**h Crip for life Sex in the daytime, chronic at night All my job servin' Slobs and blast that a** on sight