Fatal - Everyday lyrics
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[airplane]- taking off
[singer]- uh noeveryday in every way
Verse one
Gettin' paidnever caught in a raid
You get sprayedprayed over and laid down
Pump wit the poundhow that sound
Death befo it's timeit's pretty much
The studio soundwit the city touch
I put dimes on yacommit crime on ya
When I get the dropyou got my shines on ya
And deadly yachtso I never get shot
And this shit so hotwatch it resurrect 'pac
I got more waysthen some niggas out of state
And I just hatewhen fake doppers throw ?
On my dickchillin' wit the bitch I ate
Tradin' my thirty-eightfor a fresh nickel plate
It's a shooty thangblowin' ya hood wit mighty bang
Wit the outlaws thugsin the clubswhere hotties hang
I know you knowgive it up sonslow ya roll
I throw'em slowthey gonna be the next flow
Chorus
[singer]-everyday
[fatal]- I bring it to yalland never know yall
When ya flip this shitget thick
The hollow pointsrun through ya
This outlaw cloutgot them thuggs odin'
The slugs go seein'you cowards supposed to be in
[singer]- everynight
[fatal]- the whole shitbring ya bold click
I got a whole clipI fold chips
And blastto leave ya sould rip
Money over bitchestil my casket drop
I'm reservin' all you niggassince I mashed with 'pac
Thugged out I'm dyinhuessin the don
It's all about the benjieswhy get friendlysemi
Nasty newmore then varyblast ya crew
More to burynigga what
The dog in thisdog in thiswhat's the prob
My outlaw thugson a mission to robb
Everydayproblems gettin' sloved kinda critical
It's pitifulall this shit political
Verse two
You wanna be a playa?
Let me show ya how
You wanna be a thug?
Change ya styleblah
Walk pass ya asswit the house of ditty-ness
When ya blast I laughlike oh my god
Did he miss? cuzy'all kids fold coldin all biz
Get money off small shithands off the ruff roll wit it
So simplewe can kick it but get no mple
Co went the dillyyou droppin wit foes simple
Chorus
[singer]- everydayahhha ahhhaeveryday
And everywayohhhhhhhhh ohhh
[backround]- everynigh(hold note)
Everynightsaid I'm tryin' to do what's right
Ahhhhhhh oohhhhhh
Verse three
Wilin'kinda play ya like veit shine
Bomb on ya fake soildersyou know the time
Shine on ya like a rollyyou can't hold me
Number one parollycatchin' hits like a goalie
Jump from jeerzwhile new york gettin' money
E-three-twentywit a down to die honey
Beef all ovanaw never in a millon years
Hold ya tearsput ya hands on the ceilin'
Cross ya over bossand toss you off course
Bow down ya lostdroppin' fatal tryin' floss
Do ya real dirtywhen playas bein' tryin' to serve me
Throw the skirts in the airgive it up to jersey
Got mo you betta sip itfor the rowdy niggas get cha
And hit chawit some shit ya peoples can't even picture
A thug in the clubwith a caliber snub
I know you hate to throw it upthrow it up out of ya love
Chorus
[singer]- everyday and every way
Haayyyyyyy ahhhhhh yaaaa oh oh no
[backround]- everynight(hold note)
[singer]- every every nightlet me hear ya say
[backround]- everyday(hold note)
[singer]-every day and in every wayyeahhhhhha
[backround]- everynight(hold note)
[singer]- everynightsaid I'm tryin' to do what's right
Said I'm tryin' to do what's right
[backround]- everyday(hold note)
[singer]- everyday and every way yeahhhhhhhhha
[backround]- everynight(hold note)
[singer]- tryin to do what's rightcan you feel me
Can you hear mehear me say
[backround]- everyday(hold note)
[singer]- everyday(hold note)