[Havoc]   Yeah.. uh-huh   Y'all niggaz ain't ready to die   Why the fuck they frontin like they is?      [Prodigy]   Aiyyo Dunn, aiyyo yo   You could catch P laid back, in triple black trucks   Or catch him swingin pain(?) bottles in the club   Won't catch me with the police without cuffs   Can't press me into no threatenin position   Probably spot me, steppin out the tree spot tough   Catch P fixin his pants, it's cause of his gun   You see the God, big ol' chains, but can't stick him   Cause they know I shoot niggaz like Slick Rick and them   Source at the thug events, y'know we hittin them   Caught him spendin fake hundreds at the bar, we was gettin them   Drugs in my system, all types of shit   Keeps me where I wanna be, don't get me started on that   Just peep how aggressive my niggaz is with this   And check how we set up shop to get our chips   Niggaz study our verse like college kids (word)   We know you love our style, get off our dick   (Yeah that's right, uh-huh)      [Chorus]   [H] Y'all niggaz ain't ready to die   Why the fuck they frontin like they is?   [P] Cause they wanna be like the reals   And be amongst the thugs that do this for real   [H] Y'all niggaz ain't ready to die   Why the fuck they frontin like they is?   [P] Cause you wanna do it like Hav'   And do it like P, but mad shit missin      [Havoc]   Y'all niggaz is pussy, and ain't nothin gangsta in ya   Rapid fire empty the clip, reload and continue   If not anything else the four-pound'll spin ya   And end you where you stand (uh-huh) dead you cause I can   Believe me my hammer don't give a damn what you been through   It's a cold cold world, my whole life was a winter   Never gave a fuck about the cold (nah) draped in thermal   Don't put your nose in things don't concern you   This grown man business, y'all niggaz so childish   I'm in the cut, analyzin while you fools is wildin   Pickin my mark, and I'ma clap my heat off the grip   Murder so clean you can eat off the shit   I'm a paranoid nigga, don't get too close   Or I might think you schemin on me, I'm cockin the toast   The game cutthroat so I killed the ref   Mobb fallin off, baby girl don't hold your breath, breath   (Yeah that's right, uh-huh)      [Chorus]