Letras:
The Blue Dogs Every Day

myself Gonna try a little harder every day Gonna play a little longer just as long as I can Get it right somehow working every day Try a little harder every day

a new day Here we go again too, what it do J? Give you a call, I'm the one who used to move yay' Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face Hoppin' up

We won't stop shit, everybody move Two words, BK, NY, bedstuy Two hard, too hungry, too many, that's why These streets know game, can't ball, don't play Every

come come Rude boys if you feel me bust your gun [Verse 1:] Usually the two would be Beside me when I cruise the street Blue your feet blue your seat

day that we die I'm off into the street slangin them tapes Shoutout to Double A and the money he makes Esham, my dogs runnin on the east side My street

picnic. . . In the bathroom. Now, it don't seem to me quite so funny What some people are gonna do f'r money. There's a bran' new gimmick every day

you need a doctor With a hundred gauze pads nigga to stop you from leaking And a prayer from the deacon as you weaken And words from the Funkmaster Flex dogs

it full of grub and hooch and I slung it on the sleigh Then I harnessed up my team of dogs and was off at dawn of day You know what it's like in the

hating, so I quit dating I stay skating, 22 inch shoes The Boyz N Blue, giving boys the blues Your toys is cool, but Blue Boyz come through And make