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Wu-tang Clan - Let My Niggas Live (feat. Nas) Lyrics

  • [Intro Skit]
  • Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets,
  • mindin my own business.. and BAM!!
  • I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna SWEAR
  • that it was a mistake.
  • I accept that as a part of my destiny!
  • [*Si es mi destino morir en la calle como un perro! Hahaha*]
  • [Raekwon the Chef]
  • Whattup kid? That's right..
  • Yo.. aiyyo.. aiyyo..
  • [Chorus: Raekwon]
  • Aiyyo let my niggas live
  • We show and prove get paper, catch me in the caper on shrooms yo
  • Let my niggas live
  • We real niggas that's God-body, challenge anything, make major moves
  • Let my niggas live
  • We giants, live off the land lions, post with iron, no pryin rules
  • Let my niggas live; aiyyo let my niggas live
  • Handle your bid and kill no kids
  • [Raekwon the Chef]
  • Millionaire feat, whole family eat; yo, y'all niggas is weak
  • Got a bird beak, chirp chirp speak
  • Kids that's rich that'll, run in your ***** and by the third week
  • Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak
  • That's that fire move like Schwinns yo
  • Invisible pens that write light, leave blends
  • Hit with the JF Kennedy shot
  • Smash with the Acapulco rifle got got
  • Bolt off, but got clocked
  • Legendary here, custom made it, shit bladed, word up
  • Design your alphabet, reps get graded
  • We in get-high saloons, big bag of shrooms, arm's length
  • Home of Allah's ten big rooms
  • So what we up in here, modelin large with rigorous moves
  • Exotic Gods bust my hammer at frauds
  • Call him a live merchant, dressed in all red, that's right y'all
  • Gucci jumper X-5, gettin more head
  • [Chorus]
  • [Nas]
  • I scream at the mirror, curse, askin God, "Why me?"
  • Run in the black church, gun in my hand, y'all try me
  • I'm God-son, son of man, son of Marcus Garvey
  • Rastafari irie, Ha-ile Selassie
  • Police'll try to break us, but the streets raised us
  • It takes more than metal bars, we destined for ours
  • I hear murder plans from dopefiends, with elephant hands
  • Snots in they nostril, the blocks is hostile
  • There's no pots to piss in, glocks is spittin
  • Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin, cops look at bird shit
  • Drop on the window pane, the oxygen is cocaine
  • It drove lots of men to die with no name
  • I been on boats, nut down throats, pee on *****es who famous
  • Pretty dick, puttin stitches in they anus
  • I'm the animal that Hugh Heffner created
  • The only nigga Sade dated, the most hated, Nas nigga
  • [Chorus]
  • [Inspectah Deck]
  • Roughneck reppin the set, bang 'em twice in the neck
  • C.O. flip and jerk the whole yard rec
  • Block vets, pop barettas glocks and tecs
  • You're no threat, gun talk, the language of the project
  • Checkin shorty with the +Black Tail+ stance, leapord pants
  • Yellin ***** her man, makin killings off her lap dance
  • Plus the young guns runnin the slums, funds is major
  • Drugged out, got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor
  • Semi-autos roar in the building hall
  • Symptoms of bloodsport, the slugs are still in wall
  • Call it a New York state of mind, gotta take mine
  • In the daytime, the Jakes'll hit ya forty-one times
  • So I live by the sword and obey hood laws
  • Make my team click like high heels on wood floors
  • [Chorus]

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