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Live Nigga Rap by Nasالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Live Nigga Rap by Nas

     

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[P] I shot the motherf***er back
[H] Right out the a** son
[P] For n****z don't know how to act
[H] What the deal son
[P] I shot the motherf***er back
[H] No doubt son
[P] For n****z don't know how to act

[Prodigy]
Yo NYC, you-N-I-verse, se-riously
Havoc and P, Queens n****z so it seem to be
Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise, mega
Got word back from Noreaga

The D.A. got video ca**ette taper
The God with the God-you-Now, pullin' a caper
Runnin' up in the spot, mask and duct taped up
Pig tied they motherf***in wrists to they ankles

I been through, crime s*** my n****z 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
N****z kill me, thrillin' me, you want to look?
Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-why

N****z 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 n****z 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 a** whipped
(Floatin' in the river with your body wrapped in plastic)

Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talkin
QB represent f*** 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]
N****z thinkin' s*** sweet, I carry big heat
Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this b**** 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, n****z 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, c*** my s*** on some Mobb s***
We mobbin', puttin' n****z in mausoleums
From Queens cross the Throsnic, heads bop, I see 'em
from queens cross to throgsneck heads nod

[Chorus: x 3]
For n****z don't know how to act
To all my n****z on the block slangin crack
Rest in peace to my n****z layin on they back
To all the n****z who bust gats (live n**** rap)

[H] If youse a live n****

Writer : A JOHNSON, N JONES, K MUCHITA
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC MGB SONGS , UNIVERSAL MUSIC-CAREERS , UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES

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