Just to Get a Rep

                                  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

want to 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 want to 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