Live Nigga Rap
Исполнитель: Nas f Mobb Deep
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*gun blast*<br>[P] I shot the motherfucker back<br>[H] Right out the ass son<br>[P] For niggaz don`t know how to act<br>[H] What the deal son<br>[P] I shot the motherfucker back<br>[H] No doubt son<br>[P] For niggaz don`t know how to act<br><br>[Prodigy]<br>Yo NYC, U-N-I-verse, se-riously<br>Havoc and P, Queens niggaz so it seem to be<br>Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise, mega<br>Got word back from Noreaga<br>The D.A. got video cassette taper<br>The God with the God-U-Now, pullin a caper<br>Runnin up in the spot, mask and duct taped up<br>Pig tied they motherfuckin wrists to they ankles<br>I been through, crime shit my niggaz in-to<br>Peep the issue situation like this, we stickin him too<br>JFK on our way to L.A.<br>Got links with big cats down to Santa Barbre (Barbara)<br>My crew do it the Mobb way, everyday<br>Crime pay, who wanted gunplay? Drill me<br>Niggaz kill me, thrillin me, you wanna look?<br>Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-y<br>Niggaz suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yet<br>to met challenger who go against my set<br>Gem stars razor sharp like Gilette, shavin closely on<br>any character approach me<br>I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny<br>While cat burg-lars tryin to sneak peep the recipe<br>Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet<br>You pay about $5,000 a plate<br><br>[Havoc]<br>No doubt kid, I hit them niggaz like a bid<br>The prosecutor, runnin up in your crib<br>Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely<br>It`s only me, and the gat that`s holdin me<br>We got it locked beyond measure, the click`s under pressure<br>Extort you for your treasure smack you with the undresser<br>Represent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped<br>(Floatin in the river with your body wrapped in plastic)<br>Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talkin<br>QB represent fuck that, it can happen<br>While you rappin, I`m busy tryin to sneak the gat in<br>Could tear men, cut the party while you jammin<br>We think smarter, reach harder, got the 44<br>Bodyguard of somethin you don`t want a part of<br>If I was you, then I would do what I have to <br>But you ain`t me, you hesitated so I clapped you<br>Then stepped off casually, naturally me<br><br>[Nas]<br>Niggaz thinkin shit sweet, I carry big heat<br>Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this bitch deep<br>Queens murder clicks meet, yellow tapes on black gates <br>Mediterranean, projects is like Kuwait<br>I escape into zones, that`s irregular<br>Why debate on a phone, I`m solar cellular<br>Escobar 600, you just a crumb inside a world<br>where the rich run it, curriculum of a mathologist<br>Deep throats, they try to swallow this<br>Anthropologists, dynasties of great knowledgists<br>I preserve in my dome, niggaz mics is full of silicone<br>Spot`s blown, guerilla ice on this killer`s life<br>I put my word on it<br>Now you can sleep on or rock a swerve on it<br>Nas is menage a trois` on Mount Aire lodges<br>We like a smooth fam`, but rougher than how DeBarge is<br>Catchin charges, of marksmen, livin heartless<br>Grab a cartridge, cock my shit on some Mobb shit<br>We mobbin, puttin niggaz in mausoleums<br>From Queens cross the Throsnic, heads bop, I see `em<br>from queens cross to throgsneck heads nod<br><br>Chorus: Prodigy (3X)<br><br>For niggaz don`t know how to act<br>To all my niggaz on the block slangin crack<br>Rest in peace to my niggaz layin on they back<br>To all the niggaz who bust gats (live nigga rap)<br><br>[H] If youse a live nigga