Live Nigga Rap Lyrics - It Was Written - Nas

*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, pulling a caper 

Running up in the spot, mask and duct taped up 

Pig tied they motherfuckin wrists to they ankles 

I been through, crime shit my niggas in-to 

Peep the issue situation like this, we sticking 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, thrilling 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 Gillette, shaving closely on 

any character approach me 

I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny 

While cat burglars trying to sneak peep the recipe 

Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet 

You pay about $5, 000 a plate 

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[Havoc] 

No doubt kid, I hit them niggas like a bid 

The prosecutor, running up in your crib 

Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely 

It's only me, and the gat that's holding 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 

(Floating in the river with your body wrapped in plastic) 

Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talking 

QB represent fuck that, it can happen 

While you rapping, I'm busy tryna sneak the gat in 

Could tear men, cut the party while you jamming 

We think smarter, reach harder, got the 44 

Bodyguard of something 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 

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[Nas] 

Niggaz thinking 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, 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 Aire lodges 

We like a smooth fam', but rougher than how DeBarge is 

Catching charges, of marksmen, living heartless 

Grab a cartridge, cock my shit on some Mobb shit 

We mobbing, putting niggas in mausoleums 

Put Queens across the Throggs Neck, heads bop, I see 'em 

Chorus: Prodigy (3X) 

For niggaz don't know how to act 

To all my niggaz on the block slinging crack 

Rest in peace to my niggaz laying on they back 

To all the niggaz who bust gats (live nigga rap) 

[H] If youse a live nigga