Just Another Day

歌詞

I woke up one day in Vacaville Round the corner from the pen Fat house on the hill All the homies in the pen straight locked down But I gotta get dressed & hit the oaktown I called Randy??Olson?? on the telephone Early in the mornin' but he still ain't home So I called Ant Banks to see what's up He said meet me at the studio at 2:00 I got dressed, smokin' on some serious dank Grabbed my keys off the table & a big ol' bank I hit interstate 80 & I'm rollin' Joint's still burnin' & I'm smokin' I was on my way to San Jose To the stereo shop to make my music play 'Cause one amp shut down & the bass ain't playin' Didn't take long, for Joel & Janks to have me slumpin' So I called Apu: what's up nigga? What you about to do? He said, just kickin' back waitin' on the fellas About to go eat at Della's I said it sure sounds good to me I can't go though, gotta hit Myrtle Street Passed the acorns on my way, bitch. It's Just Another Day. Big Banks came through & started mixin' Sittin' in the studio kick back listenin' To some funky ass shit from the Dangerous Crew Debbie D came through, with FM Blue Shorty B rolled up smokin' fat ones Pee-Wee had a crew in the back room Goldie had the tramps givin' head breakin' off Rappin' Ron /Ant diddley-dog Twin 1 & 2 is tellin' stories About beatin' down niggas for the glory Had to catch a plane that night & roll out of town Everybody gettin' high tryin' hard to clown I had to go shop fo' it's time to leave I dipped to the mall, flipped me some jeans Rolled on out like a player Hot ass day, bitches everywhere I'm leanin' hard to the left like a big shot Checkin' out the hoes seein' who'll get knocked 'Cause when you fuck with $hort you get fucked quick I run some drama on yo' ass & make you suck dick Ride through the??old?? scene?? beamin' it?? slow Talkin' that shit 'about' niggas on the fo' Drive crazy, tryin' to tear up shit It's Just Another Day in Oakland bitch. It was me, Jaque,??Beamin'?? &?? T-Lo? ??Boo-kicke?? slow motion &?? P-O?? Spud, Ju-Ju, Frog & Big E Gettin' high on our street Bug, Joe-A, Ce-Ce & Mark, Rollin' 4 deep from SobranI Park Howard came through from the B-Town Muthafuckers gettin' high it's goin' down It's the same everyday everyday it's the same But that night we hit the hoop game Who was playin': Seattle versus Golden State Hollered at the homeboy Gary Payton After the game, we went to his house NBA Jams, tripped us out Niggas talkin' 'about slammin' bones Any kinda way to get your gamble on Bet, all you kept hearin' was bet Dice game on the pool table fuck that shit I ain't goin' outta town broke I gotta have a bank get some dank to smoke. Think I'm gamblin'? You must be insane It started gettin' late I had to catch that plane So I cut to the airport Just Another Day for Too $hort. I was high as fuck on the airplane Thinkin' to myself about a street gang How a black man'll do you in a minute Walk around the corner see some shit & get in it How the police always tryin' to catch us Fell asleep & woke up in Houston Texas Gangsta ass niggas from the 5th & the 3rd Check yo' ass there nigga fuck what ya heard Next night we did a show, in New Orleans Same gangsta's same old scene Yellin' at 7th that 9th ward I see my homies from the 3rd & the 4th It was me Big Dog & the EL Guarde posse Havin' fun & you just can't stop me I did a show in Birmingham Alabama Then caught a plane Atlanta I heard about the muthafuckin' freaknick Popped that pussy hoe fuck that weak shit You should've seen all the bitches on the street Niggas from Detroit was deep All my partners from the Oak flew up & they was slangin' that danky stuff Gettin' high with some brothers from MiamI & Cleveland Kickin' back talkin' about we ain't leavin'. Bitch. We ain't goin' nowhere you know what I'm sayin'? It's Just Another Day. Aww you know Kick it wit the Cadillac Club F R O G???? Too Kleen in the house bitch Droppin' some of that '93 old school shit. You know?