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Wu-Tang Clan - Let My Niggas Live

[Intro Skit]

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!

{*Si a mi latino moria a la calle con un perro! Hahaha*}

[Raekwon the Chef]

Whattup kid? That's right..

Yo.. aiyyo.. aiyyo..

[Chorus: Raekwon]

Aiyyo 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

[Raekwon the Chef]

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

[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-son, son of man, son of Marcus Garvey

Rastafari irie, Ha-ile 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

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