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[Verse 1 - Trice]
claim to be hard
But deep down inside, you know you the pussiest nigga out of squad
to get stuck 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 strip your street

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

[Verse 2 - Trice]
Niggaz claim to be tough, shit, a bluff
Niggaz if they solo in the club wouldn't budge
Since you with man all of a sudden you a thug
That comes with mean mugs and gettin plugged, nigga
"2Pacalypse Now"
But everybody hate the thought six 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 trunk, that's what you want?

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

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