You ain't that ya the right friends You ain't that now make your life end Come it
You around the town like you a big man But you never now that there's always a bigger man You sling the and flash the M-1 But you don't know what you're doing, learned to handle one
But true, all you thinking you a gangster your mother tried to warn you from certain danger So you in your room, you're playing with your Mac-10 loaded automatic, just you and a friend You're posing aw dey like you a gangster clown But the go off and your friend go down
Uh oh, what you do now? Uh oh, they blame you somehow Uh oh, me what you gonna say Uh oh, look, them you away with it
Your father you "Now son just go to school Don't go acting no fool and don't go acting too cool" You get to the school, meet up the right bunch Just a group of kids no names taking people lunch
You the click because you wanna meet some girls And you want a little prestige in little school world One day you're walking with your crew the road And a member of your pull out a gun and unload
Him a parked car and all you run far You and friends laughing like you a superstar You get and you thinking it was fresh And a cop you there with a warrant for your arrest
ask, "Who shot the gun while you walking down the street? Didn't you see the little boy there in the back seat Now the boy dead, we want to from you Who the car up, are we gonna take you?"
Uh oh, now what you do now? Uh oh, boy, them blame you Uh oh, now tell me you gonna say Uh oh, look, cutting you away Come it
You ain't tough ya Choose the friends You ain't tough ya Don't your life end with it
White kids, you living in the whitest part of You are a kid but you know, you hang around So you and your friends thinking you are all that When you see a youth walk by and yes the is black
One kid say "Hey, you doing on the block We want no niggers here unless he is a cop" So the kid out a big baseball bat And them slap him the bat just because the kid was black
Now the kid fell down but still So he in his pants and pulled out a four-five Pop, one friend and everyone run Out of all the white kids now you the one You cry 'cause now you gonna die And it's all because what friends did to this guy
Uh oh, what you gonna do Uh oh, he gonna blame you Uh oh, you think you gonna say? Uh oh, now them you away, check with it
You ain't that now Choose the right You ain't tough now Don't make your end Come it
You that tough now the right friends You ain't tough now Don't your life end