Brownside - Another Crazy Day Lyrics
Got the ***** up to another crazy dayGot my travos, hit em up and I was on my wayThree Flowers in my hair, creased up and my gatA half-way joint in my ear and a twenty dollar sackJumped on my cycla and I rolled to the hoodSmoking a toke, getting high feeling goodRolling South Central through the crazy EastsideMade a stop and got the homey and we went for a rideWith some black spray paint we went strinking upCrossing mother*****ers out and leaving up our blockShaded in and all that with all the homies namesEastside South Central's where the ***** we claimRolling on the cruiser got the homey on the barsWatching out, keeping trucha for the black and white carsAnother crazy day rolling through the evil sideThrowing up the hood to every fool that drives byThat's right eseKicking up nada but realitySo if you putos don't knowYou better recognizeGang-banging like a mother*****er, down for my shitAnd giving up a chance for any fools to tripBlue-ragging to the heart to represent where I'm fromI'm a soldier from the South and I'm known to hold my ownDown with the homies, always rolling deepLate at night, keep trucha cuz we're out on a creepLeaving bodies behind, putos coming up deadOne to the chest and three to *****ing the headAnd roll back to the hood and not give a *****Smoke a Kool to the brain till we can't *****ing walkSimon that's how it is in the crazy ass hoodRolling deep, gang-banging always up to no goodHanging out on the corner, creased gangster'd outMother*****ers know what's up cuz they don't even come aroundWe got the hood blocked up, the Eastside everywhereSouth Central got these mother*****ers running scaredTh
