| Song | Live Niguz |
| Artist | Onyx |
| Album | All We Got Iz Us |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hayes, Jones, Scruggs, Taylor | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Aiyo, the words could get intricate, vocab's in my temple | |
| But I'mma do this wit a tempo, instrumental is what | |
| I'm intoFor the money it's essential and | |
| I gotta have it | |
| A verb addict without a author, wit the herbals, we hurt who | |
| Ever try to defy these guys, they fry | |
| And thems get it, so all that shit you say, come on, kid kill it | |
| You yap, not sellin' that crap and hurtin' me up and back slappin' | |
| You wouldn't know crunch time if you was the captain | |
| It's here and yea, we the called, the senders | |
| And it's time to get live once more, we back on this agenda | |
| And for ya hopeful niguz, trynna be contenders | |
| And we come down like loose coats in the winter | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Ain't no slackin' in my action, | |
| I pull my back and beatin' tracks in | |
| Official Nast, cold smashin', joints happen, yo, what happen? | |
| Nothin' just niguz bustin' caps when | |
| I was rappin'' | |
| Cause niguz be packin' pretty brown handle biz, who just a faction | |
| But factual react, if frontin' and fakin' jacks, it's all a sudden | |
| But there better be no proscratin', wit reaction when ya rappin'' | |
| Cause when you maxin' and relaxin', that's when they start attackin' | |
| So get the gats, forget the facts and like there's no compassion | |
| Kick me, 'cause | |
| I'm a daisy street, as cold as the | |
| AlaskanBought my braids, bought my hat and | |
| Staten stay stackin' | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Give me the shottie, let me liven up the party | |
| I like to start trouble, 'cause | |
| I'm a little rowdy | |
| We just three | |
| MCs, that like to fight | |
| Even when we start the shit, we always end it right | |
| So all of ya, frontin's bad for ya health' | |
| Cause in the '93, my army goin' for self | |
| Kids is cruel, more causin' then these fucked up conditions | |
| That we all hate, but fuck it if this our fate | |
| Just listen up to what | |
| I say, the feds get shot daily, every day | |
| Even my man got killed, that was families mournin' | |
| But from all the dirty bid, | |
| I know that | |
| Hell is callin' | |
| Went to his wake and shit got held up | |
| But niguz wit mask on they face | |
| I couldn't escape, | |
| I was stuck | |
| They said, "Everybody in here, up against the wallThe dead nigga owe me money, so I'll collect from y'all" | |
| The people gave him struggle, 5 minutes went fast | |
| When I said, "I ain't givin' ya nigga shit, I'ma just have to get blast" | |
| And representin' wit my life, | |
| I'm full fledged thief | |
| And I'm the truth, that's why we always have beef | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| And we do it like this and we do it like that | |
| Rules and regulations, so watch ya back and pack a gat | |
| Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in the streets' | |
| Cause goin' out is what it's all about |
| zuo qu : Hayes, Jones, Scruggs, Taylor | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Aiyo, the words could get intricate, vocab' s in my temple | |
| But I' mma do this wit a tempo, instrumental is what | |
| I' m intoFor the money it' s essential and | |
| I gotta have it | |
| A verb addict without a author, wit the herbals, we hurt who | |
| Ever try to defy these guys, they fry | |
| And thems get it, so all that shit you say, come on, kid kill it | |
| You yap, not sellin' that crap and hurtin' me up and back slappin' | |
| You wouldn' t know crunch time if you was the captain | |
| It' s here and yea, we the called, the senders | |
| And it' s time to get live once more, we back on this agenda | |
| And for ya hopeful niguz, trynna be contenders | |
| And we come down like loose coats in the winter | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Ain' t no slackin' in my action, | |
| I pull my back and beatin' tracks in | |
| Official Nast, cold smashin', joints happen, yo, what happen? | |
| Nothin' just niguz bustin' caps when | |
| I was rappin'' | |
| Cause niguz be packin' pretty brown handle biz, who just a faction | |
| But factual react, if frontin' and fakin' jacks, it' s all a sudden | |
| But there better be no proscratin', wit reaction when ya rappin'' | |
| Cause when you maxin' and relaxin', that' s when they start attackin' | |
| So get the gats, forget the facts and like there' s no compassion | |
| Kick me, ' cause | |
| I' m a daisy street, as cold as the | |
| AlaskanBought my braids, bought my hat and | |
| Staten stay stackin' | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Give me the shottie, let me liven up the party | |
| I like to start trouble, ' cause | |
| I' m a little rowdy | |
| We just three | |
| MCs, that like to fight | |
| Even when we start the shit, we always end it right | |
| So all of ya, frontin' s bad for ya health' | |
| Cause in the ' 93, my army goin' for self | |
| Kids is cruel, more causin' then these fucked up conditions | |
| That we all hate, but fuck it if this our fate | |
| Just listen up to what | |
| I say, the feds get shot daily, every day | |
| Even my man got killed, that was families mournin' | |
| But from all the dirty bid, | |
| I know that | |
| Hell is callin' | |
| Went to his wake and shit got held up | |
| But niguz wit mask on they face | |
| I couldn' t escape, | |
| I was stuck | |
| They said, " Everybody in here, up against the wallThe dead nigga owe me money, so I' ll collect from y' all" | |
| The people gave him struggle, 5 minutes went fast | |
| When I said, " I ain' t givin' ya nigga shit, I' ma just have to get blast" | |
| And representin' wit my life, | |
| I' m full fledged thief | |
| And I' m the truth, that' s why we always have beef | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| And we do it like this and we do it like that | |
| Rules and regulations, so watch ya back and pack a gat | |
| Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in the streets' | |
| Cause goin' out is what it' s all about |
| zuò qǔ : Hayes, Jones, Scruggs, Taylor | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Aiyo, the words could get intricate, vocab' s in my temple | |
| But I' mma do this wit a tempo, instrumental is what | |
| I' m intoFor the money it' s essential and | |
| I gotta have it | |
| A verb addict without a author, wit the herbals, we hurt who | |
| Ever try to defy these guys, they fry | |
| And thems get it, so all that shit you say, come on, kid kill it | |
| You yap, not sellin' that crap and hurtin' me up and back slappin' | |
| You wouldn' t know crunch time if you was the captain | |
| It' s here and yea, we the called, the senders | |
| And it' s time to get live once more, we back on this agenda | |
| And for ya hopeful niguz, trynna be contenders | |
| And we come down like loose coats in the winter | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Ain' t no slackin' in my action, | |
| I pull my back and beatin' tracks in | |
| Official Nast, cold smashin', joints happen, yo, what happen? | |
| Nothin' just niguz bustin' caps when | |
| I was rappin'' | |
| Cause niguz be packin' pretty brown handle biz, who just a faction | |
| But factual react, if frontin' and fakin' jacks, it' s all a sudden | |
| But there better be no proscratin', wit reaction when ya rappin'' | |
| Cause when you maxin' and relaxin', that' s when they start attackin' | |
| So get the gats, forget the facts and like there' s no compassion | |
| Kick me, ' cause | |
| I' m a daisy street, as cold as the | |
| AlaskanBought my braids, bought my hat and | |
| Staten stay stackin' | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| Give me the shottie, let me liven up the party | |
| I like to start trouble, ' cause | |
| I' m a little rowdy | |
| We just three | |
| MCs, that like to fight | |
| Even when we start the shit, we always end it right | |
| So all of ya, frontin' s bad for ya health' | |
| Cause in the ' 93, my army goin' for self | |
| Kids is cruel, more causin' then these fucked up conditions | |
| That we all hate, but fuck it if this our fate | |
| Just listen up to what | |
| I say, the feds get shot daily, every day | |
| Even my man got killed, that was families mournin' | |
| But from all the dirty bid, | |
| I know that | |
| Hell is callin' | |
| Went to his wake and shit got held up | |
| But niguz wit mask on they face | |
| I couldn' t escape, | |
| I was stuck | |
| They said, " Everybody in here, up against the wallThe dead nigga owe me money, so I' ll collect from y' all" | |
| The people gave him struggle, 5 minutes went fast | |
| When I said, " I ain' t givin' ya nigga shit, I' ma just have to get blast" | |
| And representin' wit my life, | |
| I' m full fledged thief | |
| And I' m the truth, that' s why we always have beef | |
| Let all the live niguz in | |
| Kick all the bitch ass niguz out | |
| We came to rock and shock the house | |
| Turn it out and out and out | |
| And we do it like this and we do it like that | |
| Rules and regulations, so watch ya back and pack a gat | |
| Never fall asleep, keep ya heat in the streets' | |
| Cause goin' out is what it' s all about |