Fatal - Everyday

[Airplane]- Taking off
[Singer]- Uh no, everyday in every way

Verse one
Gettin' paid, never caught in a raid
you get sprayed, prayed over and laid down
pump wit the pound, how that sound
death befo it's time, it's pretty much
the studio sound, wit the city touch
I put dimes on ya, commit crime on ya
when I get the drop, you got my shines on ya and deadly yacht, so I never get shot
and this shit so hot, watch it resurrect 'pac
I got more ways, then some niggas out of state
and I just hate, when fake doppers throw ?
on my dick, chillin' wit the bitch I ate
tradin' my thirty-eight, for a fresh nickel plate
It's a shooty thang, blowin' ya hood wit mighty bang
wit the outlaws thugs, in the clubs, where hotties hang
I know you know, give it up son, slow ya roll
I throw'em slow, they gonna be the next flow