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

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

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

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

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