Nas, Mobb Deep - Live Nigga Rap lyrics

Fresh out the motherfuckin' pack
(Right out the pack, son)
For niggas don't know how to act
(No doubt, son)
Fresh out the motherfuckin' pack
(No doubt, son)
For niggas don't know how to act

Yo, NYC, U-N-Iverse, seriously
Havoc and P Queens niggas, so it seem to be
Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise
Mega got word back from Noreaga
The DA got video cassette tape of
The god with the God-U-Now, pullin' a caper
Runnin' up in the spot
Mask and duct taped up
Pig-tie they motherfuckin' wrists
To they ankles
I been through, crime shit my niggas into
Peep the issue, situation like this
We stickin' him too jFK on our way to LA
Got links with big cats down in Santa Barbré
My crew do it the Mobb way, every day
Crime pay, who wanna gunplay? Thrill me
Niggas kill me, grillin' me
You wanna look? Peep the nine milli
Now undress, you know the drill-y
Niggas suspect, weak links pose threats
I have yet to met challenger
Who go against my set
Gemstars razor sharp like Gillette
Shavin' closely on any character approach me
I let the streets get the best of me, infamy
My destiny while cat burg lars tryna
Sneak-peek the recipe
Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet
You pay about $5, 000 a plate

No doubt, kid, I hit them niggas 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
Your clique's under pressure
Extort you for your treasure
Smack you with the undresser
Represent your clique, go ahead
Get that ass whipped
Floatin' in a river wit' 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 tryna sneak the gat in
Contamin', cut the party short
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

Niggas thinkin' shit's sweet
I carry big heat wavy hair, chipped teeth
Up in this bitch deep
Queens murder cliques meet
Yellow tape 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
Niggas' 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 ménage à trois on Mount Airy 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' niggas in mausoleums
From Queens 'cross to Throgs
Neck, heads bop, i see 'em!
For niggas don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slangin' crack
Rest in peace to my niggas
Layin' on they back
To all the niggas who bust gat
(Live nigga rap)
For niggas don't know how to act
To all my niggas on the block slangin' crack
Rest in peace to my niggas on they back
To all the niggas who bust gat
(Live nigga rap)
For niggas don't know how to act
To all the niggas on
The block slangin' crack
Rest in peace to my niggas on they back
To all the niggas who bust gat
(If you's a live nigga)