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

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

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

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

[Verse 4 - Trice]
The bullet strikes dome
For thirty seconds, your twitchin, your body in a
After you're gone, everybody lookin
and bitches, everybody shook and
Homicide late, in the pavement
Around physique, in the streets you're layin
Your baby screamin, bitch went hoarse
'Cause your life was divorced at one
A.M., ambulance here [siren], save 'em
You at the Morgue by six in the a.m.
mother 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 conference room, the TV screen on
"my baby!"
All 'cause your ass wanna be crazy