| Song | What Cha Day About - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | AZ |
| Album | 9 Lives |
| 作曲 : Blyden, Cruz, Vegas | |
| Finally from every dimension with few restrictions | |
| From up north to the youth detentions, I lay it down | |
| Clear enough for who choose to listen, we all thorough | |
| Infected by cruel intentions, but who the wise | |
| The lies got two disguises, the surprise | |
| Is to know when to utilize it, stay alert | |
| The street talkers say the worst | |
| So overall you gotta watch where you play in the dirt, it's just the rules | |
| A killer could be just as cool, it's no image | |
| Camouflaged right next to the fools, so who's who | |
| It's the game that chooses you | |
| A lot of shit is more easier to say than do, show and prove | |
| Maintainers never blow they cool | |
| Understand, every man should really know these jewels, I'm feeling live | |
| Slim with a gorilla vibe | |
| Away from haters 'cause I know what they feel inside, but never worry | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Blowing cess in the dark (What your day about?) | |
| Playing chess in the park (What your day about?) | |
| Taking trips every week (What your day about?) | |
| Spending chips on them freaks (What your day about?) | |
| Getting money all night (What your day about?) | |
| Betting houses on the dice (What your day about?) | |
| Got your vest and your heat (What your day about?) | |
| Get respect in the street (What your day about?) | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Young in the mind with a old spirit | |
| Hot blood with a heart that's so frigid, melodic music | |
| Expressed through slow lyrics | |
| I only spit it for the niggas that hold digits, and don't front | |
| I know about the coke blunts and Remy nights | |
| Got a cousin up in Elmira sending me kites | |
| I'm felt, the ice in my ears don't melt | |
| I could drink a whole bottle for delf and won't belch | |
| Believe it's the same me ducking the D's | |
| Eighty-six with the do-rag, cuff in the Lee's | |
| Appraise this, biological' I'm ageless | |
| Psychologically, I show amazement | |
| Salute, been blessed with the time to re-coupe | |
| Hoping the real just respect what I'm trying to produce | |
| Quiet Money is the empire, bigger than rapping | |
| **** niggas 'cause I been fired, that's what's that | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| From the streets to the track board | |
| Bubble up, from the crack to the rap laws, visualize | |
| We all uncivilized, the trained behavior | |
| As kids taught to memorize, copy and mimic | |
| I travel through the blocks that's dimmest | |
| Fly nigga, use my teeth to pop the top off a Guinness, never hate | |
| With the hunger of a heavyweight | |
| I stay balanced in the mind when I meditate, and blow trees | |
| Every verse is like a o-z | |
| I know niggas in the 'hood like they know me, so no beefing | |
| It's nothing that could stop me from eating, too in tune | |
| Taught to heal through the doctrines and teaching, redeemed | |
| For women I'm the man of their dreams, stand alone | |
| When I zone nothing coming between, let's get money | |
| The trick is to flip money, double up | |
| Dirty or legit money, it's all the same | |
| [Chorus 2X] |
| zuò qǔ : Blyden, Cruz, Vegas | |
| Finally from every dimension with few restrictions | |
| From up north to the youth detentions, I lay it down | |
| Clear enough for who choose to listen, we all thorough | |
| Infected by cruel intentions, but who the wise | |
| The lies got two disguises, the surprise | |
| Is to know when to utilize it, stay alert | |
| The street talkers say the worst | |
| So overall you gotta watch where you play in the dirt, it' s just the rules | |
| A killer could be just as cool, it' s no image | |
| Camouflaged right next to the fools, so who' s who | |
| It' s the game that chooses you | |
| A lot of shit is more easier to say than do, show and prove | |
| Maintainers never blow they cool | |
| Understand, every man should really know these jewels, I' m feeling live | |
| Slim with a gorilla vibe | |
| Away from haters ' cause I know what they feel inside, but never worry | |
| Chorus | |
| Blowing cess in the dark What your day about? | |
| Playing chess in the park What your day about? | |
| Taking trips every week What your day about? | |
| Spending chips on them freaks What your day about? | |
| Getting money all night What your day about? | |
| Betting houses on the dice What your day about? | |
| Got your vest and your heat What your day about? | |
| Get respect in the street What your day about? | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Young in the mind with a old spirit | |
| Hot blood with a heart that' s so frigid, melodic music | |
| Expressed through slow lyrics | |
| I only spit it for the niggas that hold digits, and don' t front | |
| I know about the coke blunts and Remy nights | |
| Got a cousin up in Elmira sending me kites | |
| I' m felt, the ice in my ears don' t melt | |
| I could drink a whole bottle for delf and won' t belch | |
| Believe it' s the same me ducking the D' s | |
| Eightysix with the dorag, cuff in the Lee' s | |
| Appraise this, biological' I' m ageless | |
| Psychologically, I show amazement | |
| Salute, been blessed with the time to recoupe | |
| Hoping the real just respect what I' m trying to produce | |
| Quiet Money is the empire, bigger than rapping | |
| niggas ' cause I been fired, that' s what' s that | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3 | |
| From the streets to the track board | |
| Bubble up, from the crack to the rap laws, visualize | |
| We all uncivilized, the trained behavior | |
| As kids taught to memorize, copy and mimic | |
| I travel through the blocks that' s dimmest | |
| Fly nigga, use my teeth to pop the top off a Guinness, never hate | |
| With the hunger of a heavyweight | |
| I stay balanced in the mind when I meditate, and blow trees | |
| Every verse is like a oz | |
| I know niggas in the ' hood like they know me, so no beefing | |
| It' s nothing that could stop me from eating, too in tune | |
| Taught to heal through the doctrines and teaching, redeemed | |
| For women I' m the man of their dreams, stand alone | |
| When I zone nothing coming between, let' s get money | |
| The trick is to flip money, double up | |
| Dirty or legit money, it' s all the same | |
| Chorus 2X |