"EVERYDAY THANG"
BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY
It's an everyday thang when you let your nuts hang.
My niggas, they never change.
Me kickin' it with me gang, and remain the same.
So follow me, now, see, off to the double-glock and hear pistols poppin'.
Buckin' them bodies with shots, man.
Wish:
Thugstas put 'em all in body bags. Thugstas, niggas deal when I'm
mad now. Thugstas gotta pump slugs, fuck bustas, 'cause I never did
love ya. Nigga, my niggas will break your neck. Nigga tryin'
to disrespect. Nothin' but killas and trues I rolls with. We'll
cut ya, so fuck ya. East Ninety-nine is where you'll find us chillin',
but nigga, what's up? Nigga, wanna get bucked? Nigga, wanna get
drug? Nigga, really wanna get fucked up? Pump, pump, put 'em
in the trunk. Now watch 'em fall down to the pavement.
Krayzie:
My niggas, just say when, and now I'm runnin' with pump. Let the
gauge kick bang. To the brain, puff puff, got me feelin' lovely, but
I need more bud, see. Fin to slang me dummies. I get up when
Bone approach, and I'm itchin' for money. Think ya better
run, I got the gat before flippin' with big shotguns. Now they hung,
done strung by they nuts, hey now, I say now we comin' to swang them
thangs.
It's an everyday thang when you let your nuts hang.
My niggas, they never change.
Me kickin' it with me gang, and remain the same.
So follow me, now, see, off to the double-glock and hear pistols poppin'.
Buckin' them bodies with shots, man.
Before we go, bust a left, and I hit the liquor store.
[Hit 'em up economies...]
Six-fo's is frozen, (?).
Layzie:
Little Layzie rollin' up with a me thugstas and hustlas, but, nigga, me never
no busta. Addicted to my niggas, forever we bail, and Flesh be the
bigger brother. With nothin' to lose, forever we trues, and nigga,
Bone comin' to get ya.
Bizzy:
Better not test the Ripsta, comin' mo' sinister, buckin' me pump, pump
in ya. All of my niggas bang bang. Nigga never been no thang
to slang swang, get 'em while I be buckin', we low, really doe, wet 'em all,
and bang brains.
Flesh:
Pap, pap. Stay strapped with a gat, and I'm comin' to let my lead
off. Ready to roll when the shit gets set off, fin to get gone when
I blow your head off. They loss. Forever the fifth dog, nigga
that dog keep maulin' 'em all.
Layzie:
Y'all fall. Down for the Bone, takin' off them draws, and hangin'
them balls in Cleveland. Watchin' my back when I'm bailin' through
my city, 'cause, nigga, it ain't the same. Gotta good aim, but I smoke
and maintain, man, crept and we came, doin' everyday thangs.
Bizzy:
And I won't caught up, brought up outta the cut with sawed-offs, sawed-off.
Nigga that doubt that pap pap every time will fall, if ya'll are
startin' this heartless, darkness days. Run, but I can't escape my
ways.
Flesh:
Holdin' the gauge. In a raid, he's slayed. Rip just slipped
right back in a daze. Yes, Flesh, put 'em to rest. Let's test,
feelin' the pain, runnin' this game insane to the brain, remainin' the same,
still doin' them everyday thangs.
Krayzie:
It's an everyday thang when you let your nuts hang.
Buckin' them bodies with shots.
Me killa, me killa, me killa . . .
Ooh, poppin' in me clip in, we come to kill you.
Baby . . .
Layzie:
What's up, muthafuckas? [Yeah, Cleveland.] Bone thugs-n-harmony
still in this muthafucka doin' everyday thangs, nigga. [Buck, buck, buck!]
Yeah, it's all the same straight from the muthafuckin' Land. Much
love to Drew and everybody at Def Jam.
Come again, Me killa.
We kill ya.
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