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Lyrics to Erryday ft Young Jeezy & J-Dub by Triple C's

I’m killing these niggas man this shit ain’t fair
Give me the ??? to the electric chair,
I’m in the electric coupe
with the electric roof
Its electric blue
with the electric top, Just gives me a rush yeah electric shock,
And that mother fucker cricken got that navy seats,
Just been riding round town with a navy piece,
Got that ??? riffle to feel that navy heat ha ha,
She gone off that goose tell me call her cranberry,
I traded in the scale for a new blackberry,
I’m so confident damn right i’m so sure,
A hood nigga straight turned entrepreneur,
I’m killing these niggas



The gangs in trouble but helps on the way,
This for them niggas that move a brick every day (i am killing these niggas)
I’m Still the realist nigga in it thats all i can say
But on the highway this is what you play ( i am killing these niggas)
The gangs in trouble but helps on the way,
This for them niggas that move a brick every day (i am killing these niggas)
I’m Still the realist nigga in it thats all i can say
But on the highway this is what you play ( i am killing these niggas)

I gave them everything i had yeah thats all i got
And if it ain’t enough then give me back my pot
Give me back my front, give me back my life
Give me back my days, give me back my ways
One thing to get it catered i can shit for myself,
Why lt em get the extras i can stretch it myself
62 bring a hundred back nigga whats happenin?
I swear to God its even after you take it off the napkin
I done see more off white than a dentist, got a A in science class last year i shoulda been a chemist
Or then a veterinarian i play with them birds
Still the realest nigga in it thats my motha fuckin word
I am killin these niggas