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[Verse 1 - Obie
Niggaz to be hard
But deep inside, you know you the pussiest nigga 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, brain like to focus on them street things
As if street wouldn't strip your street dreams

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

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

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

[Verse 4 - Trice]
The bullet strikes dome
For thirty seconds, your twitchin, body in a zone
After that you're gone, lookin
Niggaz and bitches, everybody and
Homicide late, chalk in the
Around your physique, in the streets layin
Your mama 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.
Your mother get the phone call, drop the
She boohooin 'cause her Boo Boo is now
to be strong
She at the County Morgue, in the conference room, with the TV on
"my baby!"
All 'cause stupid ass wanna be crazy