We Live This

Y'all niggas don't live this
You niggas don't live this
Not at all, not at all
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
41St Side, 41st Side, yeah, tell 'em
Yeah, for all you niggas out there tellin' me
40Th Side, 40th Side, 40th Side, yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it out, yo, yo, yo, check it

Yo, ready for war, ready for anything
But doin' this for a ring, y'all niggas know my pedigree
41St Side blood run through my veins
Got everything to gain like the stock exchange
Got shorty in the hood on the ankle rockin' my name
Words that I spit, it's my brain that pipe game
Call me a natural who never went white ring
A QB radical just doin' his thing
Ayo, niggas hate it even though they try to portray it
This money lookin' good, fuck it, you can all hate it
Like I'ma lose sleep, whole life have beef
So you can say what you think about me
Ayo, y'all niggas like Nas at gunfights, you're dead wrong
Pulled out the nine and still got hooked on
Your no frills schemes, your non-skilled team
Got you in a coma, angel over your shoulder, ayo

Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this

It's always gon' be gangsta with me, nigga, with Timbs on my feet
Either sweats or denim jeans, brand new white tee
With my chain swingin', I'm thugged in the street
You think Noyd, you think of hustlin', bustin' the heat
Reppin' QB borough, surrounded with thugs
Who carry coke, crack, bud and they got guns
Who went from slums to homes, trains to the Vs
The niggas you see in the hood with the Gs
Where gangstas be and the pistols pop
You rub on the mami thighs, they panties drop
This shit get you hot, we ill, you not
You sick 'cause you love the way we rock
Cruisin' in the Nav with a dime or not
Jumpin' out the Nav coppin' cheeba out of a spot
You know my two heaters is hot, fiendin' for sprayin'
And that goes out to those schemin' and layin'

Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this

Who you know had U.T.F.O. wanted to tongue the coochie?
Style thuggin' album covers rockin' guns and Gucci
'85 Gettin' paid while them gangstas watch
Champagne pop, Benzes, candy paint and drops, bitch
Roxanne, Shante, Hillary Clinton
Lay out the red carpet, y'all hoes, shut up and listen
Mouths closed when you ever hear a veteran spittin'
Y'all hoes only shine with the Legend's permission
Bitches ask around, "Why she wait to spit this long?"
You know the queen who came out with the first diss song
I showed hoes how to rock furs, Glocks in my skirt
Dated real killers, when they fell, I copped them a bird
Ain't nothin', ain't frontin', Shany loves where she live
Mother of my two kids and the mother of the Bridge
Charted planes, ran the game with Shan, Marley and Biz
Still real, poppin' off with Nas, Mob and the 'Bridge
No silicones, no wigs, no liposuction
First bitch ridin' backs on motorcycles frontin'
I respect new females, give all y'all credit
Supportin' your videos, bought all y'all records
No matter how you get down, your sexual preference
Just keep this shit real or this thun ain't gon' set it
Queensbridge Projects, yeah, we murder the rest
And all my gangstresses know I rock the best

Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ayo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this

Bitches, y'all in trouble now