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

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

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

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

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