Dj Quik - It'S Like Everyday lyrics
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Quik talking: Yeah, ain't nothin' changed, y'all niggas still obvious. Yeah, it's for real though hmph Rapping: Now we don't wanna talk about all the people I'm supportin' that's more important to a nigga than them diamonds you sportin' Ain't a sell-out or a bail-out although life is a bitch and I'm beginning to think that they don't wanna see Quik rich Cause I'm gon' gather up my homiez & put something in they bellies ride around the town bumpin' that CD from R.Kelly gettin' at them ghetto queens if you know what I mean 'cause it ain't nothin' like some lovin' dipped in afro sheen Break it down with two gates in that burgundy eight 'cause real riders don't three wheel they just drown on the skate Send a care package to my homiez up in Natches and shoot a kite 'bout how these suckas keep my Benz up in scratches It ain't no puzzle that's to be expected sometimes I think they only come around it just to see if I wrecked it I feel like hittin' the 101 leavin' town on a bike on my way up to the Bay to clear my mind cause it's like... Chorus (R.Kelly) Everyday is a scuffle turnin' them corners to get my hustle Every single dollar is a struggle that's how it is comin' up in the ghetto Maus-Berg: Now I don' been through it all pushin' work on the boulevard runnin' from the 5-0 in somebody else car Ghetto dreams so it seems to be easy think about my life & I get queasy Pumpin' the pimp knowin' it ain't helpin' me but the ghetto got me trapped thinkin' this is how it's s'posed to be a cold thang when you knowin' yo' gang ain't got yo' back but you still put yo' life on the line for no snaps. R.Kelly: This ghetto world is one big battlefield that's why we get rich and move to them hills Everywhere we go the haters tag along but don't let that stop you get yo' hustle on Maus-Berg: But dog you gotta do yo' thang get yo' grind on eliminate the fake & keep yo' game strong Don't let the streets be yo' downfall Keep it real with yo'self & you gon' rise 'til you ball dog Chorus Quik: It's gettin' down to ground level but tryin' to keep time 'cause my hustle & my tustle is my beats & my rhymes and I'm lovin' this collabo' 'cause Rock Land is saucy and Quik is trying to get Versace staying flossy wit Mausy But the... Maus-Berg: ...drama don't stop but you can make it better don't point your finger at the next man get yo' cheddar Lifestyles of a thug ebonic definition dog nothin' but love but we gon' ride to 'til we can't ride no mo' Pop a bottle a pair of D's and let the wind blow When you get it appreciate it 'cause those who ain't got it gon' hate every dime is a struggle so I'ma suffer everyday Quik: Now my conscience got me wonderin' do I be in the flow and this sucka's got me wonderin' if he friend or foe Now do I sin to grow, knowin' there's consequences and I'm tired of gettin' bent 'cause it's dullin' my senses Chorus 'til end
