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brownside - 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 f-ck
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 f-ck
we going at it with these fools cause we’re kicking them off the block
f-ck that, this is our sh-t ese
it belongs to the homies from eastside trece
another crazy f-cking day acting a fool
i got the spray can ready cause i’m good at what i do
got the walls h-t up with all the homies name
e-s 1-3 st 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 f-ck
roll deep on the block and keeping my quete c-cked
another crazy day, ese this sh-t 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
sc la where pandilleros don’t play
motherf-ckers come up dead like every f-ckin’ day

[verse 2: toker]
the tiny dukes and traviesos and the nite owls
the tiny lokos and the vago taking motherf-ckers out
and those crazy motherf-ckers from the tmk
and tiny crooks and the crooks be loving that gunplay
1-8-7 all motherf-cking day
from up in sb all the way back to la
h-ll yeah ese, they know what goes down
move up in your city and turn that sh-t upside down
it’s a known fact but i’ll just leave it at that
motherf-ckers know what’s up cause we left them on there back
another crazy day another day tripping
smoking that sherm catching motherf-ckers slipping
patrolling my hoof in my cruiser ese
mad d-gg-ng fools throwing up the trece
all day everyday ese we keep this sh-t g
from la to the valle all the way to sb

[hook: klever]
we throwing it up and not giving a f-ck
roll deep on the block and keeping my quete c-cked
another crazy day, ese this sh-t 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
motherf-ckers come up dead like every f-cking day

[verse 3: toker]
homies on the block, g’d the f-ck up
keep the creases on there tramos hard as a f-cking rock
bald head, ben davis and white nike shoes
charlie brown’s and locs looking f-cking bonarue
h-ll yeah ese, this sh-t don’t stop
serving these crackheads on my f-ckin block
f-ck yeah fool, we control this motherf-cker
only the homies can serve these f-cking cluckers
i don’t give a f-ck and i never will
ima be a f-cking nut till the day i get k!lled
banging, tripping, ese not giving a f-ck
eastside till i die you putos know what’s up
another crazy day in the city of la
south central bangers where motherf-ckers don’t play
cholo roll deep and we’re quick with the heat
so don’t come tripping cause we’ll put your -ss to sleep

[hook: klever]
we throwing it up and not giving a f-ck
roll deep on the block and keeping my quete c-cked
another crazy day, ese this sh-t 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
motherf-ckers come up dead like every f-cking day

- brownside lyrics

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