And this is how the story goes
 Brothers are amused by others brother's reps
 But the thing they know best is where the gun is kept
 'Cause in the night  you'll feel fright
 And at the sight of a 4 5th  I guess you just might
 Wanna do a dance or two
 'Cause they could maybe bust you for self or wit a crew
 No matter is you or your brother's a star
 He could pop you in check without a getaway car
 And some might say that he's a dummy
 But sticking you and taking all of your money
 It's a daily operation
 He might be loose in the park or lurking at the train station
 Mad brothers know his name
 So he thinks he got a little fame
 From the stick-up game
 And while we're blaming society
 He's at a party with his man
 They got their eye on the gold chain
 That the next man's wearing
 It looks big but they ain't staring
 Just thinking of a way and when to get the brother
 They'll be long gone before the kid recovers
 And back around the way, he'll have the chain on his neck
 Claimin' respect, Just to get a rep
 Ten brothers in a circle
 Had the kid trapped, the one wit the hood, he said, "We'll hurt you"
 If you don't run out your dues and pay
 Give up the Rolex watch or you won't see another day
 See, they were on the attack
 And one said, "Yo, you wanna make this to a homicide rap?
 Make it fast so we can be on our way
 Kick in the rings and everything, ok?"
 The kid was nervous and flinching
 And little shorty with the 3-8, yo, he was inchin
 Closer and closer, put the gun to his head
 Shorty was down to catch a body instead
 Money was scared so he panicked
 Took off his link and his rings and ran frantic
 But shorty said, "Now" pulled the trigger and stepped
 It was nothing, he did it just to get a rep