Sess In The Daytime Chronic At Night
Nationwide Rip Ridaz Lyrics
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[BRONCOE]
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
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 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 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
[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 ass 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 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
[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 ass on sight
[BRONCOE]
Always ready for the rumble, never stutter, never stumble
Wet him up, shut him up and watch his whole cookie crumble 'cause
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
[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
The song "Sess In The Daytime Chronic At Night" by Nationwide Rip Ridaz Ft. Broncoe primarily talks about gang life in East/Side, Compton and Watts. The song prominently features Broncoe, who establishes his reputation as a gang member and his propensity to smoke marijuana throughout the day and night. Broncoe also talks about his camaraderie with other gang members from different areas who he references throughout the song.
The lyrics are filled with perceived threats and warns the listener about not messing with Broncoe and his fellow gang members who are ready to shoot on sight. The lyrics are explicit, and the use of slang evokes a sense of authenticity within the song's intended audience. The line "Think what you want to, I keep one in the chamber" is an SCC Servin' Em Heat reference, indicating that he keeps a round in his gun and is always prepared to use it.
Line by Line Meaning
Think what you want to, I keep one in the chamber
I don't care what you think, I'm prepared and armed at all times
Break it down or switch your blow, that's how we run this shit
We're in charge and make the rules, so go along with it or find a different crew
Light it up, take a hit - and give it up your click
Let's smoke together and share the weed with our group
You know for sure I'm smokin' doja, My folks I thought I told ya
I've already mentioned that I smoke weed, so you shouldn't be surprised
Twist my sack and give me over throw the Tec and ride with locsters
Pass me the weed and let's hang out with gang members
HAT GANG and ?? TOWN hoo-ridin' in HOLMES STREET
Members of two gangs are driving around Holmes Street
FRANKLIN SQUARE, FUSHED TOWN, NEW HOLMES and FRONT STREET
These are other streets where various gangs are present
AVENUE, BLUE GATE, BEACH TOWN, '7TH STREET
More streets with gangs
10-LINE, 11-DUECE, BABY LOCS and GRAPE STREET
Further gang affiliations
99 MAFIA, P.J. WATTS
Two more gangs are identified
You get your props if you can ride, if you'se a Slob you get mobbed
We respect those who can handle themselves, but if you're a rival gang member, we'll attack you
It's alright ??? cause it like props on my block
We don't mind violence on our turf, we'll even reward it
I run with locs that ain't't broke which y'all get smoked and ?throw lot?
I associate with successful gang members, while those who are weaker will be punished
I got 16 shots with extraclips in my side
I have a powerful gun with extra ammunition
If you'se a trick you get the ducksicc cause I'm cool in your cock
If you're weak or foolish, I'll quickly overpower you
Shake the spot, fade your black, you back you trip and I'm sayin'
You should leave if you sense danger, otherwise you'll regret it
You claim my style 'cause you too wild this ain't the time to parlay
If you copy the way I act, it will only lead to trouble
I'm servin' sess in the daytime, chronic at night
I smoke weed both during the day and at night
I'm dumpin' rounds around the car for all you folks on the block
I'm firing my gun near people on the street
All my job servin' Slobs and blast that ass all night
I spend my time fighting with rival gang members
You can find me on the East/Side, rip ridin' with the locsters
I'm often in the company of gang members on the east side
Swervin' five deep with the heat hittin' corners
We're driving recklessly with guns and making sharp turns
Dippin' on dubs and Golds on Thunderbirds and doja
We're cruising in fancy cars, smoking weed
My colors flag my rag and sack my khakis like a soldier
My clothes display my gang colors and I dress like a soldier
Stay suckers free, you only see me with my - G's
I don't hang out with those who aren't gang members
I'm chokin' off the smoke with loc Big Freeze
I'm smoking weed with a fellow gang member
What's up young Cuzz? Where you from? The Town
I'm greeting a younger gang member and asking where he's from
Where's at? On the East/Side, 10-5 by the Jordan Downs
He's telling me he's from a specific area on the east side
Twist to my camp, come to my hood and
Join my gang and come to my neighborhood
I guarantee that the loc'll gun you down when you stand
We're not afraid to use violence to defend our turf
Off brand, other side better realize
Rival gangs should understand that they don't belong on our turf
Ain't no surprise out of the East Side Rip Ridaz causin' homicide
It's not unexpected that we're involved in deadly violence
This is how we do it, check me out you don't hear me
This is our way of life, pay attention if you don't understand
It's do or die from day one, Compton and Watts can you feel?
We have to constantly be on guard, can you understand the danger we're in?
My dick hard ??? down in the sperm
I'm ready for action and sexually aroused
You grab your baby ?? and blast them bustas up outta there
Grab your gun and shoot the rival gang members
Always ready for the rumble, never stutter, never stumble
We're always prepared to fight, no matter what
Wet him up, shut him up and watch his whole cookie crumble 'cause
Kill him silently and without mercy
You loc ?? on the West Coast
Identifying as a gang member on the West Coast
?? low the YGB case in the raincoat
Some kind of unclear reference or slang
Fifty on your back ?? but flow is tragic
Another unclear reference or slang
But who do the doo-doo with that all black magic
An unclear reference that could mean causing harm with a gun
Grab the paper tell my loc
Pass me the weed and tell my gang member
Murder folks with the do', Double back up on my khakis, ready to strap you like I'm suppose to
Use the gun to commit violence and be ready for retaliation
The locster, I told ya, straight up out the Watts
I'm a gang member from Watts
From twenty-one-hundred, East Hun' and '7 Street block
Naming a specific area of Watts
Real niggas gimme that cause I freak a fuckin' track
People appreciate my rap music because it's authentic
I meet my brother from the Town it's goin' down and I stay strapped
I meet with another gang member and we prepare for violence
And just all you know, that you fuckin' with the loc
You're messing with a gang member
I got sess in the daytime, chronic at night
I smoke weed constantly
Dumpin' rocks around the car for all the folks on the block
Firing bullets recklessly around people
See I'm Fudgin' by the dozen F for death Crip for life
Unclear reference, likely another gang statement
I dumps rocks around the car for all the folks on the block
I shoot at rival gang members near people on the street
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@kylekelly5382
This is a banger but I wish it was longer I never get bored of it had it on repeat about 10 times and gets better each time 🤣
@topfan5620
Just keep repeating it 10 more times lol😅
@VolkXue
Broncoe still around, just released a track with June not long ago
@fernycreazed954
One of my favorites from the boys in blue!🔥💯
@-mchz-0184
Bro the "Boys in Blue" are the cops
@LuciferVontell
@@-mchz-0184that's kind of the point! it's a funny and witty way of saying the crips.... you know since the boys in blue are usually known as the cops...?!
@BreuckelensFinest
Crips, loc's & cuz won on this fade! Bronco killed it for the blue team on this one! No matter if your mafia or gangsta! Dope shit!
@samramos1470
Let's just all enjoy this music
@tcjonesedits9074
Sample: "Think what you want I keep one in the chamber." - "Servin 'em Heat" by South Central Cartel
@mekaya456
This song is so tight