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

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

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

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

[Verse 4 - Obie
The bullet your dome
For thirty seconds, twitchin, your body in a zone
After that you're gone, lookin
Niggaz and bitches, everybody and
Homicide late, in the pavement
Around your physique, in the streets you're
Your baby screamin, bitch went hoarse
'Cause life was divorced at one forty-four
A.M., here [siren], can't save 'em
You at the Morgue by six in the a.m.
Your get the phone call, drop the horn
She boohooin 'cause her Boo Boo is now
to be strong
She at the County Morgue, in the room, with the TV screen on
"my baby!"
All 'cause your stupid ass be crazy