Everyday Thang 2 Lyrics - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Everyday it was almost the same thang 

'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest 

What you are about to hear will portray 

The image of a young black male living everyday life 

In the ghetto today 

So Bone, drop dat 

[Bizzy] 

(You know what?) Live like a hustla 

'Cause I ain't with bein' broke 

I'm rollin' dope, and I'm bound to let the gun smoke 

I'm gettin' richer everyday because 

I'm selling crack, and, yo, police ain't jack 

So I just wait to pull the trigger back 

I sell a twenty, a ten, and I won't let you slide 

I need all ten, and I ain't takin' nine ninety-nine 

So how you figure you're gettin' up around the Bone? 

You try to gank, you catch some blows to your damn dome 

Don't take no shorts, that's why I'm climbin' to the top 

And everyday I sell a thousand dollars worth of rocks 

Yo, ain't it funny the way the Bone will make his money 

And won't get caught because the cops 

To me ain't nothin' but dummies? 

So what you need? I'm servin' 

Everything is straight. I mean it's great 

And now I'm rollin' heavyweight 

And coppers hate to see me come up off the 'cane 

And makin' ends to Biz is like (just) an everyday thang 

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Everyday it was almost the same thang 

'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest 

[Layzie] 

I hit the floor 

And now I'm lookin' for my khaki pants 

I looked around and couldn't find 'em 

So I put on Stan's 

And then I headed to the closet for my Fila shoes 

They lookin' hit 'cause I was runnin' 

From the biggy-blues (siren) 

That's when I headed out the hizzy 

And jumped in the smug 

And put my skully on my head 

And now I'm lookin thug 

Car souped up 

Posse seven deep 

Now we gettin loose 

Well since we posse'd up 

We might as well go get the brews 

I bust a u-turn on the Clair 

So we can rush the store 

We need a case, or maybe two 

Or maybe three or four 

Pay for the brews, up in the smug 

And now we getting 

I be like, "Word up cuz," 

Brushin' on my peach fuzz 

Looked for the party 

Cause there's lots of women to be grabbin' 

We went on? to the one Ali was havin' 

We stepped up in it, pumped as hell 

And yo it wasn't lame 

And gettin' brewed to Layzie Bone 

Is just an everyday thang 

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Everyday it was almost the same thang 

'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest 

[Krayzie] 

Load up the pistol, ask Layzie for a couple clips 

And get the twelve-gauge, cause I got another lick 

Round up the posse, call up James, Wish 

And double-Zs, my nigga Tone,? 

You know we scorin' keys 

I heard the dread's sellin' some dope 

It's comin off the lake, down at the dock 

And yo, it 'posed to be at eight 

So hurry up, we getting paid, no matter what the cost 

And since they thinkin' they all that 

They gotta take a loss 

They can't hang with the Bones 

Get it in your head, forget a dread 

I'm leavin' all those suckas dead 

We on the scene, I must admit, Hoop Phi's drunk 

They started slamin' those dreads like a power dunk 

I mean, blastin' and crashin', K-Bone is the assassin 

I started sprayin', and count out caskets 

We got the dope, and we got rich 

But yo, we still the same, and it'll never change 

'Cause it's an everyday thang 

Everyday it was almost the same thang 

'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest 

[Layzie] 

Call up your posse, chump, and yo 

And you will never win it 

Because my organization, see 

We got fifty million niggas in it 

You wanna scrap? Come on, let's do it 

We can get it done 

It's kinda funny plus I'll show you that 

I'm not the one (I ain't the one) 

You stupid bro, now what you ball up your fist for? 

Make you think we was buckin' 

And capped you down with my pistol 

A dirty move, yo, Layzie had the sucka fooled 

Yeah, it was cool. They shoulda had the boy schooled 

You messin'with a brotha, Bone. Yes it's good to go 

I beat on niggas everyday, so, yo, I'm not a ho 

So gimme P's if you see me walkin' down the street 

Because I can't be beat, known for breakin' niggas teeth 

I'm droppin B's, and you never catch me chill and calm 

I hang with Vicki when I wanna drop the damn bomb 

See all my fellas, and even the Bone 

We is insane, and throwin' blows on foes 

Is just an everyday thang 

Yeah, Layzie Bone up in the house 

You know what I'm sayin? 

I gotta give some P's up to my homies 

That's still doin them everyday thangs with me 

I gotta say what's up to my brother Stan Howse 

Vicki da Bomb, Wish Bone, Bizzy Bone 

And Krayzie Bone, my boy Tony Tone, Old Mo 

And the troublemakers in the house 

For these funky productions, and yo 

K-Chill's in the house, too, so bus tickets, G 

'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest