Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let My Niggas Live, artist - Raekwon. Album song The Vatican Mixtape, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.02.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: YLimit
Song language: English
Let My Niggas Live |
Someday I’m gonna be walkin down the streets |
Mindin my own business… and BAM! |
I’m gon' be shot by some pig who’s gonna SWEAR |
That it was a mistake |
I accept that as a part of my destiny! |
Sí, es mi destino morir en la calle como un perro! |
Hahaha |
What up kid? |
That’s right, that’s right |
Yo |
Aiyyo, aiyyo |
Ayo let my niggas live |
We show and prove get paper |
Catch me in the caper on shrooms yo |
Let my niggas live |
We real niggas that’s God-body |
Challenge anything, make major moves |
Let my niggas live |
We giants, live off the land lions |
Post with iron, no pryin rules |
Let my niggas live; |
aiyyo let my niggas live |
Handle your bid and kill no kids |
Millionaire feat, whole family eat |
Yo, y’all niggas is weak, got a bird beak, chirp chirp speak |
Kids that’s rich that’ll, run in your bitch and by the third week |
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak |
That’s that fire move like Schwinns yo |
Invisible pens that write light, leave blends |
Hit with the JF Kennedy shot |
Smash with the Acapulco rifle got got, bolt off, but got clocked |
Legendary here, custom made it, shit bladed, word up |
Design your alphabet, reps get graded |
We in get-high saloons, big bag of shrooms, arm’s length |
Home of Allah’s ten big rooms |
So what we up in here, modelin large with rigorous moves |
Exotic Gods bust my hammer at frauds |
Call him a live merchant, dressed in all red, that’s right y’all |
Gucci jumper X-5, gettin more head |
Ayo let my niggas live |
We show and prove get paper |
Catch me in the caper on shrooms yo |
Let my niggas live |
We real niggas that’s God-body |
Challenge anything, make major moves |
Let my niggas live |
We giants, live off the land lions |
Post with iron, no pryin rules |
Let my niggas live; |
aiyyo let my niggas live |
Handle your bid and kill no kids |
I scream at the mirror, curse, askin God, «Why me?» |
Run in the black church, gun in my hand, y’all try me |
I’m God’s son, son of man, son of Marcus Garvey |
Rastafari irie, Haile Selassie |
Police’ll try to break us, but the streets raised us |
It takes more than metal bars, we destined for ours |
I hear murder plans from dopefiends, with elephant hands |
Snots in they nostril, the blocks is hostile |
There’s no pots to piss in, Glocks is spittin |
Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin, cops lookin bird shit |
Drop on the window pane, the oxygen is cocaine |
It drove lots of men to die with no name |
I been on boats, nut down throats, pee on bitches who famous |
Pretty dick, puttin stitches in they anus |
I’m the animal that Hugh Hefner created |
The only nigga Sade dated, the most hated, Nas, nigga |
Ayo let my niggas live |
We show and prove get paper |
Catch me in the caper on shrooms yo |
Let my niggas live |
We real niggas that’s God-body |
Challenge anything, make major moves |
Let my niggas live |
We giants, live off the land lions |
Post with iron, no pryin rules |
Let my niggas live; |
aiyyo let my niggas live |
Handle your bid and kill no kids |
Roughneck reppin the set, bang 'em twice in the neck |
C.O. |
flip and jerk the whole yard rec |
Block vets, pop barettas, Glocks and tecs |
You’re no threat, gun talk, the language of the project |
Checkin shorty with the Black Tail stance, leapord pants |
Yellin fuck her man, makin killings off her lap dance |
Plus the young guns runnin the slums, funds is major |
Drugged out, got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor |
Semi-autos roar in the building hall |
Symptoms of bloodsport, the slugs are still in wall |
Call it a New York state of mind, gotta take mine |
In the daytime, the Jakes’ll hit ya forty-one times |
So I live by the sword and obey hood laws |
Make my team click like high heels on wood floors |
Ayo let my niggas live |
We show and prove get paper |
Catch me in the caper on shrooms yo |
Let my niggas live |
We real niggas that’s God-body |
Challenge anything, make major moves |
Let my niggas live |
We giants, live off the land lions |
Post with iron, no pryin rules |
Let my niggas live; |
aiyyo let my niggas live |
Handle your bid and kill no kids |