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[Verse 1 - Trice]
Niggaz claim to be
But deep down inside, you know you the nigga out of your squad
to get stuck up, start prayin to God
Like if I don't get popped, I'm in a Mas' a law
No street dreams, your brain like to focus on them street things
As if street niggaz wouldn't strip street dreams

[Break - Rakim sample by DJ Grouch]
"Know I mean?"

[Verse 2 - Obie
Niggaz to be tough, shit, that's a bluff
Niggaz know if they solo in the club budge
Since you with man all of a sudden you a thug
That comes with mean and flesh gettin plugged, nigga
"2Pacalypse Now"
But everybody hate the thought six down
And tough, dog you ain't tough
You's a drunk with one gat and a full of chumps
Frontin hardcode when your left in lumps
Lucky the hospital in that nigga's trunk, that's what you

[Verse 3 - Obie
Niggaz kills me
Portrayin, Tony Montana, man, it was a movie
don't move me
Y'all niggaz' faker than a bitch implants in her tits and booty
How the you gon' shoot me
you got the clip backwards in the Uzi?
Niggaz feel they real thugs, then feel them real
And that the streets, really wasn't for us
cats is really hilarious
But ain't shit funny when your dick's in the and the ambulance come

[Verse 4 - Trice]
The bullet strikes your
For thirty seconds, your twitchin, your in a zone
that you're gone, everybody lookin
Niggaz and bitches, everybody and
late, chalk in the pavement
Around your physique, in the streets layin
Your baby mama screamin, bitch hoarse
'Cause your life was divorced at one
A.M., ambulance [siren], can't save 'em
You at the County by six in the a.m.
Your mother get the phone call, the horn
She 'cause her Boo Boo is now gone
to be strong
She at the County Morgue, in the conference room, the TV screen on
"my baby!"
All your stupid ass wanna be crazy