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[Verse 1 - Trice]
Niggaz to be hard
But deep inside, you know you the pussiest nigga 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 wouldn't strip your street dreams

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

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

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

[Verse 4 - Obie
The strikes your dome
For thirty seconds, your twitchin, body in a zone
After you're gone, everybody lookin
Niggaz and bitches, everybody and
late, chalk in the pavement
Around your physique, in the you're layin
Your baby mama screamin, bitch went
'Cause your 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
Tryin to be
She at the County Morgue, in the conference room, with the TV on
"my baby!"
All 'cause your ass wanna be crazy