Let My Niggas Live Songtext

von Wu-Tang Clan

[Intro:
Sample]
Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets mindin my own
Business
And bam, I'm gonna be shot by some pig whose gonna swear
That it was a mistake, I except that as a part of my destiny
*says a sentence in Spanish* (something about dying like a dog)

[Intro: Raekwon]
What up kid? That's right, that's right
Yo, yo yo, aiyo, aiyo

[Chorus: Raekwon]
Let my niggas live
We show and prove gettin 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 irons, no cryin rules
Let my niggas live, aiyo let my niggas live
Handle your bid and kill no kids

[Raekwon]
Million man feet, whole family eat
Yo, ya niggas is weak, got a bird beak, churp churp speak
Kids that's rich, thatta, run in ya bitch
And by the third week, yo mark my word, me and my herbs speak
That's that fire, move like swims, yo
Invisible pens that right like leak blends
Hit with the JF Kennedy shot, smash with the acapoco rifle got
Got
Boud off but got clocked
Legendary hand, custom, made it shit, gladed
Word up, design ya alphabet, refs get graded
We in Get High Saloons, big bag of 'shrooms, arms limp
Home of Allah's ten, big rooms
So what we up in here, modeling large with rigirous moves
Tired guards bust my ham at frauds
Call them a live merchant, dressed in all red
That's right y'all, gucci jumper, X5 gettin more hed

[Chorus]

[Nas]
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 Garvy
Rasta fari irie, hell alli salasi
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 for dope fiends, with elephant hands
Snots in they nostril, the blocks is hostile
It's no pots to piss in, glocks is spittin
Rocks cookin, underground, body stiffin, cops lookin
Bird shit, drop on the window pane, the oxygen is cocaine
It drove lot's of men to die with no name
I've been on both nut down throats
Pee on bitches with famous, pretty dick, put stiches in the anus
I'm the animal that Hugh Hefner created
The only nigga Sharde dated, the most hated, Nas, nigga

[Chorus]

[Inspectah Deck]
Roughneck, depth in the set
Bang 'em twice in the neck, C.O. flip and jerk the whole yard rep
Block bets, pop berettas, glocks and tech's
You no threat, gun talk the language of the project
Takin shorty with the black tail stance, leather pants
Yellin "Fuck a man", makin killings off a lapdance
Plus the young guns runnin the slums, funds is major
Drug drought gut you huntin for crums, stuck to the razor
Semi-auto's roar in the buildin halls
Some pimp's a bloodsport, the slugs is still in wars
Call it a New York state of mind, gotta take mine
In the daytime, the jakes'll hit you 41 times
So I live by the sword and obey hood laws
Make my team click like high heels and wood floors

[Chorus]

[Outro: Raekwon, (RZA), {upset mother}]
*two gun shots* *cryin*
Damn, what happened, they shot son?
(At least they shot shorty huh?)
Oh man, damn, don't say that man? They dead
(I see shorty walkin, must of had a pack)
{They killed my baby, my baby, my baby, killed my baby...}