We Live This lyrics

by

Cormega


[Verse 1: Havoc]
Ready for war, ready for anything
But doing this for urring, y'all n*ggas know my pedigree
Forty first side, blood run through my veins
Got everything to gain like the stock and change
Got shorty in the hood on the ankle rocking my name
Words that I spit, it's my brain and pipe game
Call me your natural, who never went right ring
QB's radical's just doing his thing
Ayo, n*ggas hate it, even though they try to portray it
This money looking good, f*ck it, you can all hate it
Like I'ma lose sleep, hold life, have beef
So you can say what you think about me
Ayo you n*ggas like Nas and gunfights, you're dead wrong
Pulled out the nine and still got hooked on
Your no frill scheme and on skill team
Got you in a coma, angel of your shoulder

[Hook: Havoc]
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
We live this, live this, live this...
[Verse 2: Big Noyd]
Ayo, Ayo, Ayo
It's always gon' be gangsta with me, n*gga, with Timbs on my feet
Either sweats or denim jeans, brand new white tee
With my chain swinging, I'm thugged in the street
Think Noyd, you think of hustling, busting the heat
Repping QB borroughs, surrounded with thugs
Who carry coke, crack, bud and they got guns
Who want from slums to homes, trains to the V's
The n*ggas you see in the hood with the G's
Where gangstas be and the pistols pop
You rub on the mami thighs, they panties drop
This sh*t 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, fiending for springing
And that goes out to those scheming and laying

[Hook: Havoc]
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
[Verse 3: Roxanne Shanté]
Who you know had guilty FO wanting to tie in the coochie
Now thugging album covers, rocking guns and Gucci
'85 getting paid while them gangstas watch
Champagne pop Benzes, candy painted drop, b*tch
Roxanne Shanté, Hilary Clinton
Lay out the red carpet, y'all hoes shut up and listen
Mouths close whenever you hear a veteran spittin
Y'all hoes only shine with the legend's permisson
b*tches 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 killers when they feel I cop them a bird
Ain't nothing, ain't fronting, Shantie love where she lives
Mother of my two kids and the mother of the rich
Tried the planes, ran the game with Sham, Marley and Biz
Still real, popping up with Nas mobbing the Bridge
No silicone, no wigs, no liposuction
First b*tch riding racks along cycles fronting
I respect new females, give all y'all credit
Supporting your videos, bought all y'all records
No matter how you get down your sexual preference
Just keep this sh*t real or this thunnette going to set it
Queensbridge projects we murder the rest
And all my gangstrisses know I rock the best
[Hook: Havoc]
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
Ayo we live this, eat, sleep, sh*t this
We live this, live this, live this...

[Outro: Roxanne Shanté]
b*tches
Y'all in trouble now
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