| — Taking off
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| — Uh no, everyday in every way
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| Verse one
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| Gettin’paid, never caught in a raid
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| you get sprayed, prayed over and laid down
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| pump wit the pound, how that sound
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| death befo it’s time, it’s pretty much
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| the studio sound, wit the city touch
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| I put dimes on ya, commit crime on ya when I get the drop, you got my shines on ya and deadly yacht, so I never get shot
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| and this shit so hot, watch it resurrect 'pac
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| I got more ways, then some niggas out of state
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| and I just hate, when fake doppers throw?
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| on my dick, chillin’wit the bitch I ate
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| tradin’my thirty-eight, for a fresh nickel plate
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| It’s a shooty thang, blowin’ya hood wit mighty bang
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| wit the outlaws thugs, in the clubs, where hotties hang
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| I know you know, give it up son, slow ya roll
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| I throw’em slow, they gonna be the next flow
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| -Everyday
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| — I bring it to yall, and never know yall
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| when ya flip this shit, get thick
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| the hollow points, run through ya this outlaw clout, got them thuggs odin'
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| the slugs go seein', you cowards supposed to be in
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| — Everynight
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| — The whole shit, bring ya bold click
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| I got a whole clip, I fold chips
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| and blast, to leave ya sould rip
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| money over bitches, til my casket drop
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| I’m reservin’all you niggas, since I mashed with 'pac
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| thugged out I’m dyin, Huessin the don
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| It’s all about the Benjies, why get friendly, semi
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| nasty new, more then vary, blast ya crew
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| more to bury, nigga what
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| the dog in this, dog in this, what’s the prob
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| my outlaw thugs, on a mission to robb
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| everyday, problems gettin’sloved kinda critical
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| It’s pitiful, all this shit political
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| Verse two
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| You wanna be a playa?
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| let me show ya how
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| You wanna be a thug?
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| change ya style, blah
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| walk pass ya ass, wit the house of ditty-ness
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| when ya blast I laugh, like oh my god
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| did he miss? |
| cuz, yall kids fold cold, in all biz
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| get money off small shit, hands off the ruff roll wit it so simple, we can kick it but get no mple
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| co went the dilly, you droppin wit foes simple
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| — Everyday, ahhha ahhha, everyday
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| and everyway, ohhhhhhhhh ohhh
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| — Everynigh (hold note)
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| Everynight, said I’m tryin’to do whats right
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| ahhhhhhh oohhhhhh
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| Verse three
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| Wilin', kinda play ya like Veit shine
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| bomb on ya fake soilders, you know the time
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| shine on ya like a rolly, you can’t hold me number one parolly, catchin’hits like a goalie
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| jump from jeerz, while New York gettin’money
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| E-three-twenty, wit a down to die honey
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| beef all ova, naw never in a millon years
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| hold ya tears, put ya hands on the ceilin'
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| cross ya over boss, and toss you off course
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| bow down ya lost, droppin’Fatal tryin’floss
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| do ya real dirty, when playas bein’tryin’to serve me throw the skirts in the air, give it up to jersey
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| got mo you betta sip it, for the rowdy niggas get cha
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| and hit cha, wit some shit ya peoples can’t even picture
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| a thug in the club, with a caliber snub
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| I know you hate to throw it up, throw it up out of ya love
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| — everyday and every way
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| haayyyyyyy ahhhhhh yaaaa oh oh no
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| — Everynight (hold note)
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| — every every night, let me hear ya say
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| — Everyday (hold note)
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| -Every day and in every way, yeahhhhhha
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| — Everynight (hold note)
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| — Everynight, said I’m tryin’to do whats right
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| said I’m tryin’to do whats right
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| — Everyday (hold note)
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| — everyday and every way yeahhhhhhhhha
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| — Everynight (hold note)
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| — Tryin to do whats right, can you feel me can you hear me, hear me say
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| — Everyday (hold note)
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| — Everyday (hold note) |