Nas

Nas - Live Nigga Rap lyrics

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*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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Copyrights:

Author: N. Jones/K. Muchita, Kejuan Muchita, Nasir Jones

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc., Zomba Enterprises, Inc., Ill Will Music, Inc., Slamuwell Productions Inc., DJ Premier Publishing, Gifted Pearl, Grand Imperial Music, Bridgeport Music, Inc., Juvenile Hall Music, BMG-Careers Music Inc., Famous Music Corporat

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Released in: 1996

Language: English

Appearing on: It Was Written (1996)

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