Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Everyday Thang Lyrics

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, f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*cked 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, muthaf*ckas? (Yeah, Cleveland.) Bone thugs-n-harmony still in this muthaf*cka doin' everyday thangs, nigga. [Buck, buck, buck!] Yeah, it's all the same straight from the muthaf*ckin' Land. Much love to Drew and everybody at Def Jam.

Come again, Me killa.
We kill ya.