Nas - Live Nigga Rap Lyrics
*gun blast*[p] I shot the mother*****er back[h] right out the ass son[p] for niggaz dont know how to act[h] what the deal son[p] I shot the mother*****er back[h] no doubt son[p] for niggaz dont know how to act[prodigy]Yo nyc, u-n-i-verse, se-riouslyHavoc and p, queens niggaz so it seem to beMonopolize, strategies of war, exercise, megaGot word back from noreagaThe d.a. got video cassette taperThe God with the god-u-now, pullin a caperRunnin up in the spot, mask and duct taped upPig tied they mother*****in wrists to they anklesI been through, crime shit my niggaz in-toPeep the issue situation like this, we stickin him tooJfk on our way to l.a.Got links with big cats down to santa barbre (barbara)My crew do it the mobb way, everydayCrime pay, who wanted gunplay? drill meNiggaz kill me, thrillin me, you wanna look?Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-yNiggaz suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yetTo met challenger who go against my setGem stars razor sharp like gilette, shavin closely onAny character approach meI let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destinyWhile cat burg-lars tryin to sneak peep the recipeInside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmetYou pay about $5,000 a plate[havoc]No doubt kid, I hit them niggaz like a bidThe prosecutor, runnin up in your cribDo your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonelyIts only me, and the gat thats holdin meWe got it locked beyond measure, the clicks under pressureExtort you for your treasure smack you with the undresserRepresent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped(floatin in the river with your body wrapped in plastic)Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talkinQb represent ***** that, it can happenWhile you rappin, Im busy tryin to sneak the gat inCould tear men, cut the party while you jamminWe think smarter, reach harder, got the 44Bodyguard of somethin you dont want a part ofIf I was you, then I would do what I have toBut you aint me, you hesitated so I clapped youThen stepped off casually, naturally me[nas]Niggaz thinkin shit sweet, I carry big heatWavy hair chipped teeth, up in this ***** deepQueens murder clicks meet, yellow tapes on black gatesMediterranean, projects is like kuwaitI escape into zones, thats irregularWhy debate on a phone, Im solar cellularEscobar 600, you just a crumb inside a worldWhere the rich run it, curriculum of a mathologistDeep throats, they try to swallow thisAnthropologists, dynasties of great knowledgistsI preserve in my dome, niggaz mics is full of siliconeSpots blown, guerilla ice on this killers lifeI put my word on itNow you can sleep on or rock a swerve on itNas is menage a trois on mount aire lodgesWe like a smooth fam, but rougher than how debarge isCatchin charges, of marksmen, livin heartlessGrab a cartridge, ***** my shit on some mobb shitWe mobbin, puttin niggaz in mausoleumsFrom queens cross the throsnic, heads bop, I see emFrom queens cross to throgsneck heads nodChorus: prodigy (3x)For niggaz dont know how to actTo all my niggaz on the block slangin crackRest in peace to my niggaz layin on they backTo all the niggaz who bust gats (live nigga rap)[h] if youse a live nigga
