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Live Niguz
by Onyx
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[Chorus]
Let all the live niguz in
Kick all the bitch ass niguz out
We came to rock and shock the house
Turn it out and out and out
[Sonsee]
Aiyo the words could get intricate, vocab's in my temple
But I'mma do this wit a tempo, instrumental is what I'm into
(For the money) It's essential, and I gotta have it
A verb addict without a author, wit the herbals, we hurt who
Ever try to defy these guys, they fry
And thems get it, so all that shit you say, come on, kid kill it
You yap, not sellin that crap and hurtin me up and back slappin
You wouldn't know Crunch time if you was the Captain
It's here, and yea, we the called, the senders
And it's time to get live once more, we back on this agenda
And for ya hopeful niggas, trynna be contenders
And we come down like loose coats in the winter
[Chorus]
[Fredro Starr]
Ain't no slackin in my action
I pull my back and beatin tracks in
Official Nast, cold smashin, joints happen (Yo what happen?)
Nothin just niggas bustin caps when I was rappin
'cause niggas be packin pretty brown handle biz, who just a faction
But factual react, if frontin and fakin jacks, it's all a sudden
But there better be no proscratin, wit reaction when ya rappin
'cause when you maxin and relaxin, that's when they start attackin
So get the gats, forget the facts, and like there's no compassion
Kick me, 'cause I'm a daisy street, as cold as the Alaskan
Bought my braids, bought my hat, and Staten stay stackin
[Chorus]
[Sticky Fingaz]
Give me the shottie, let me liven up the party
I like to start trouble, 'cause I'm a little rowdy
We just three MC's, that like to fight
Even when we start the shit, we always end it right
So all of ya, frontins bad for ya health
'cause in the 93, my army goin for self
Kids is cruel, more causin then these fucked up conditions
That we all hate, but fuck it if this our fate
Just listen up to what I say
The feds get shot daily, every day
Even my man got killed, that was families mournin
But from all the dirty bid, I know that hell is callin
Went to his wake and shit got held up
But niggas wit mask on they face
I couldn't escape, I was stuck
They said "Everybody in here, up against the wall
The dead nigga owe me money, so I'll collect from y'all"
The people gave him struggle, 5 minutes went fast
When I said "I ain't givin ya nigga shit, I'ma just have to get blast"
And representin wit my life, I'm full fledged thief
And I'm the truth, that's why we always have beef
[Chorus]
[Hook]
And we do it like this, and we do it like that
Rules and regulations, so watch ya back, and pack a gat
Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in the streets
'cause goin out, iz what it's all about
[Chorus]
Let all the live niguz in
Kick all the bitch ass niguz out
We came to rock and shock the house
Turn it out and out and out
[Sonsee]
Aiyo the words could get intricate, vocab's in my temple
But I'mma do this wit a tempo, instrumental is what I'm into
(For the money) It's essential, and I gotta have it
A verb addict without a author, wit the herbals, we hurt who
Ever try to defy these guys, they fry
And thems get it, so all that shit you say, come on, kid kill it
You yap, not sellin that crap and hurtin me up and back slappin
You wouldn't know Crunch time if you was the Captain
It's here, and yea, we the called, the senders
And it's time to get live once more, we back on this agenda
And for ya hopeful niggas, trynna be contenders
And we come down like loose coats in the winter
[Chorus]
[Fredro Starr]
Ain't no slackin in my action
I pull my back and beatin tracks in
Official Nast, cold smashin, joints happen (Yo what happen?)
Nothin just niggas bustin caps when I was rappin
'cause niggas be packin pretty brown handle biz, who just a faction
But factual react, if frontin and fakin jacks, it's all a sudden
But there better be no proscratin, wit reaction when ya rappin
'cause when you maxin and relaxin, that's when they start attackin
So get the gats, forget the facts, and like there's no compassion
Kick me, 'cause I'm a daisy street, as cold as the Alaskan
Bought my braids, bought my hat, and Staten stay stackin
[Chorus]
[Sticky Fingaz]
Give me the shottie, let me liven up the party
I like to start trouble, 'cause I'm a little rowdy
We just three MC's, that like to fight
Even when we start the shit, we always end it right
So all of ya, frontins bad for ya health
'cause in the 93, my army goin for self
Kids is cruel, more causin then these fucked up conditions
That we all hate, but fuck it if this our fate
Just listen up to what I say
The feds get shot daily, every day
Even my man got killed, that was families mournin
But from all the dirty bid, I know that hell is callin
Went to his wake and shit got held up
But niggas wit mask on they face
I couldn't escape, I was stuck
They said "Everybody in here, up against the wall
The dead nigga owe me money, so I'll collect from y'all"
The people gave him struggle, 5 minutes went fast
When I said "I ain't givin ya nigga shit, I'ma just have to get blast"
And representin wit my life, I'm full fledged thief
And I'm the truth, that's why we always have beef
[Chorus]
[Hook]
And we do it like this, and we do it like that
Rules and regulations, so watch ya back, and pack a gat
Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in the streets
'cause goin out, iz what it's all about
