Stick up kids is out to tax (2x)   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