Live Nigga Rap Lyrics by NAS

Live Nigga Rap Lyrics

    [gun blast]
    [P] I shot the motherfucker back
    [H] Right out the ass son
    [P] For niggaz don't know how to act
    [H] What the deal son
    [P] I shot the motherfucker back
    [H] No doubt son
    [P] For niggaz don't know how to act

    [Prodigy]
    Yo NYC, U-N-I-verse, se-riously
    Havoc and P, Queens niggaz so it seem to be
    Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise, mega
    Got word back from Noreaga
    The D.A. got video cassette taper
    The God with the God-U-Now, pullin a caper
    Runnin up in the spot, mask and duct taped up
    Pig tied they motherfuckin wrists to they ankles
    I been through, crime shit my niggaz in-to
    Peep the issue situation like this, we stickin him too
    JFK on our way to L.A.
    Got links with big cats down to Santa Barbre (Barbara)
    My crew do it the Mobb way, everyday
    Crime pay, who wanted gunplay? Drill me
    Niggaz kill me, thrillin me, you wanna look?
    Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-y
    Niggaz suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yet
    to met challenger who go against my set
    Gem stars razor sharp like Gilette, shavin closely on
    any character approach me
    I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny
    While cat burg-lars tryin to sneak peep the recipe
    Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet
    You pay about $5,000 a plate

    [Havoc]
    No doubt kid, I hit them niggaz like a bid
    The prosecutor, runnin up in your crib
    Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely
    It's only me, and the gat that's holdin me
    We got it locked beyond measure, the click's under pressure
    Extort you for your treasure smack you with the undresser
    Represent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped
    (Floatin in the river with your body wrapped in plastic)
    Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talkin
    QB represent fuck that, it can happen
    While you rappin, I'm busy tryin to sneak the gat in
    Could tear men, cut the party while you jammin
    We think smarter, reach harder, got the 44
    Bodyguard of somethin you don't want a part of
    If I was you, then I would do what I have to
    But you ain't me, you hesitated so I clapped you
    Then stepped off casually, naturally me

    [Nas]
    Niggaz thinkin shit sweet, I carry big heat
    Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this bitch deep
    Queens murder clicks meet, yellow tapes on black gates
    Mediterranean, projects is like Kuwait
    I escape into zones, that's irregular
    Why debate on a phone, I'm solar cellular
    Escobar 600, you just a crumb inside a world
    where the rich run it, curriculum of a mathologist
    Deep throats, they try to swallow this
    Anthropologists, dynasties of great knowledgists
    I preserve in my dome, niggaz mics is full of silicone
    Spot's blown, guerilla ice on this killer's life
    I put my word on it
    Now you can sleep on or rock a swerve on it
    Nas is menage a trois' on Mount Aire lodges
    We like a smooth fam', but rougher than how DeBarge is
    Catchin charges, of marksmen, livin heartless
    Grab a cartridge, cock my shit on some Mobb shit
    We mobbin, puttin niggaz in mausoleums
    From Queens cross the Throsnic, heads bop, I see 'em
    from queens cross to throgsneck heads nod

    [Chorus: Prodigy (3X)]

    For niggaz don't know how to act
    To all my niggaz on the block slangin crack
    Rest in peace to my niggaz layin on they back
    To all the niggaz who bust gats (live nigga rap)

    [H] If youse a live nigga

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