Live Nigga Rap Lyrics

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