We Live This Songtext / Lyric

[Havoc]

Ready for war, Ready for anything

But Doing this for everything

Y'all niggers Know my pedegree

Fourty first side, blood run through my veins

Got everything in game

Like to stock and change

Got shorti in the hood on the ankle rockin my name

Words that I spit, Its my brain and pipe game

Call me your natural right ring

Qb's radaiclas, just doing his thing

Aiyo, niggas hate it

Even though they try to protray it

This money looking good,fuck it you can all hate it

Like I'm going to lose sleep,hold life,have beef

So you can say what you think about me

Yo you niggas like Nas and gun fight your dead roon

Pull out the nine and still got hooked on

Your no frill skim

And on skill team

Got you in a combma

Angel of your shoulder


[Chorus]

Aiyo we live this eat,sleep, shit this (repeat 7X)

We live this,live this,this...


[Big Noyd]

Aiyo,Aiyo,Aiyo

Its alyways Going to be ganster with me

Nigga,with Tim's on my feet

Either sweats or denim jeans,brand new white tee

With my chain swinging; I'm thugged in the streets

Think Noyd you think hustling busting the heat

Repping Qb borrows surronded with thugs

Who carry coke,crack,bud and they got guns

Who want from slums to homes; Trains to the V's

The niggas you see in the hood with the G's

Where gangstas be and the pistols pop

You rub on the mama thighs they panties drop

This shit get you hot

We ill you not

You sick beacuse you love the way we rock

Crusing in the Nav with a dime or not

Jumping out the Nav copping cheese but eye up the spot

You know my two heaters is hot

Fending for springing

And that goes out to those skimming and laying


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[Roxanne Shante]

Who you know have guity fo's and a dime ass kooci

Now thugging and recovering,rocking guns and gucci

85' getting paid while them gangsters watch

Champiagn pop benzes candy painted drop(bitch)

Roxanne Shante Hilary Clinton

Lay out the red carpet y'all hoes shut up and listen

Mouth close whenever you hear a veteran spittin

Y'all hoes only shine with the legends permisson

Bitches ask around why she wait to spit this long

You know the queen who came out with the first hit song

I showed hoes how to rock furs

Glocks in my skirts

Dated real ikllers when they feel i cop them a bird

Aint nothing

Aint fronting

Shantie love where she lives

Mother of my two kids

and the mother of the rich

Tried to make plans,ran the game and the biz

Still real popping up with nas up at the bridge

No silcone,No wigs, No liposuchion

First bitch riding back sike not fronting

I respect new females give all y'all credit

Supporting your videos bought all y'all records

No matter how you get down you sexual prefence

Just keep this shit real or that vet going to set it

Queensbrigde projects we murder the rest

And all my gangers know I rock the best


Chorus