Young Buck
Just Another Day in LA
Just anotha day in LA
Maybe it’s the day
For this one
Wild, wild west
Spider Loc
BG Knocc Out
Pay attention
Let’s go
La LA land
Well
See how we do
This shit wild
Cussing like Honcho and Freeway
My needs is enormous
Ride dirty with a pistol
Some weed is ?
On the run
I’m most wanted
By the gang detail
But Nixie laying up
With this same female
I don’t trust this bitch
She got too much ass
I let her live thought
Cause we done touched
Too much cash
If she hit me late night
She know I might not answer
And I’m sprung on these cigarettes
I might got cancer
Ofrayme? And I’m popped
The whole egg and I’m trippin
Through your neighborhood
Trying to catch
Something slipping
I ain’t got no reason
It’s LA LA land
And I love my land
That’s why I go squeeze
Ain’t no love
Lord not in this
I pray that all
My enemies
Are rot in piss
I stay doing evil
For the side i’m on
Cause my heart
Just as evil
As the side
I’m on
Maintain going my way
Things ain’t going my way
Well it’s just another day
In LA
Rag on my face
Clip in the AK
I’m gonna do my thing
N***a fuck what you say
Things ain’t going my way
Well it’s just another day
In LA
Rag on my face
Clip in the AK
I’m gonna do my thing
N***a fuck what you say
You all got go on out
Like my brains
When they pass
My baby mama
Tripping so I’m shaking the pad
N***as mad cause
I’m fucking with the union
And they think I got money
But n***a I’m doing bad
They ask Smurf
When the rap gonna crack
I tell ‘em mama rap crack
Until this rap shit crack
Just want the moeny
I ain’t trying to be a star
I went two around the world
A n***a still on tour
Right to get my khaki shorts
Change
Nappy
Man cause I ain’t at these tours
I’m in my pajamas
When I answer my door
This story south central
Was hotter than a bitch
For me and my n***as
Stealing the home of the drive by
Wonder why
We be looking hard
At every corner
Drive by
Things ain’t going my way
Well it’s just another day
In LA
Rag on my face
Clip in the AK
I’m gonna do my thing
N***a fuck what you say
It’s been a week
And a half
Since a n***a been fresh out
Nine days later still
So a n***a
Is stressed out
It’s all in the hood
So I’m pulling that vest out
My n***a know the time
So he threw me a pistol
Now it’s official
Best believe when I bust I won’t miss you
And a damn thing changed
From the boss to the bricks
N***as talk about how
To slip between the 5 and the 6
The ignorance is terminal
The sickness is chronic
Looking at me sideways
Cause they heard
I’m Islamic
But it’s what God wanted
It’s my destiny
I’m a man now homie
Don’t choose what’s
Best for me
When I reflect
On my former life
How deeply I was sinking
I gave up weed smoking and drinking
And start thinking
When it’s all said and done
On that very last day
And they ask about my life
What the fuck I’m going to say
Things ain’t going my way
Well it’s just another day
In LA
Rag on my face
Clip in the AK
I’m gonna do my thing
N***a fuck what you say