Lyrics
Ready for war, ready for anything
Been doin this for a day
You 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 angle rockin my name
Words that I spit, it's my brain that pipe game
Call me a natural who never went white ring
A cubie radical just doin his thing
Ay yo, niggas hate it even though they try to portray it
This money lookin good, fuck it you can all hate it
Like I'mma lose sleep, whole life have beef
So you can say what you think about me
Ay yo, you niggas like Nas in gunfights, you're dead wrong
Pulled out the nine and still got hooked on
Your no frills scheme, your non skill team
Got you in a coma, angel over your shoulder
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
It's always gonna 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 V's
The niggas 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 shit get you hot, we ill, you not
You sick cuz you love the way we rock
Cruisin in the Nav with a dime a knot
Jumpin out the Nav coppin cheeba out of a spot
You know my two heaters is hot, feenin for sprayin
And that goes out to those schemin and layin
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Who you know had Q-T-F-O wanting 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 Shauntay, 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 legends permission
Bitches ask around, why she wait to spit this long
You know the queen who came out with the first dis song
I showed hoes how to rock furs, Glocks in my skirt
Dated real killas, when they fell I copped them a bird
Ain't nothin, ain't frontin, Shauntay love 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, Mobb 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 the 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
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Bitches, y'all in trouble now
Been doin this for a day
You 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 angle rockin my name
Words that I spit, it's my brain that pipe game
Call me a natural who never went white ring
A cubie radical just doin his thing
Ay yo, niggas hate it even though they try to portray it
This money lookin good, fuck it you can all hate it
Like I'mma lose sleep, whole life have beef
So you can say what you think about me
Ay yo, you niggas like Nas in gunfights, you're dead wrong
Pulled out the nine and still got hooked on
Your no frills scheme, your non skill team
Got you in a coma, angel over your shoulder
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
It's always gonna 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 V's
The niggas 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 shit get you hot, we ill, you not
You sick cuz you love the way we rock
Cruisin in the Nav with a dime a knot
Jumpin out the Nav coppin cheeba out of a spot
You know my two heaters is hot, feenin for sprayin
And that goes out to those schemin and layin
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Who you know had Q-T-F-O wanting 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 Shauntay, 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 legends permission
Bitches ask around, why she wait to spit this long
You know the queen who came out with the first dis song
I showed hoes how to rock furs, Glocks in my skirt
Dated real killas, when they fell I copped them a bird
Ain't nothin, ain't frontin, Shauntay love 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, Mobb 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 the 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
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Ay yo, we live this, eat, sleep, shit this
Bitches, y'all in trouble now