Chorus:
You ain’t that tough ya
Choose the right friends
You ain’t that tough now
Don’t make your life end
You walk around the town like you a big man
But you never know now that there’s always a bigger man
You sling the M 16 and flash the M 1
But you don’t know what you’re doing never learned to handle one
But true! All you friend thinking you a gangster
While your mother tried to warn you from certain danger
So when you in your room you playing with your Mac-10
Fully loaded automatic, just you and a friend
You posing aw dey mirror like you a gangster clown
But the Mac-10 go off and you friend go down
Uh oh! What you gonna do now?
Uh oh! They gonna blame you somehow
Uh oh! Tell me what you gonna say
Uh oh! Look, they cutting you away
Your father telling you «Now son just go to school
Don’t go acting like a fool and don’t go acting too cool»
You get to the school and meet up with the right bunch
Just a group of kids with no names taking people lunch
You join the click because you wanna meet some girls
And you want a little prestige in you little school world
One day you’re walking with your crew along the road
And a member of your crew pull out a gun and unload
He shoot a parked car and all you run far
You and your friends laughing like you a superstar
And you get home and you thinking it was fresh
And a cop meet you there with a warrant for your arrest
Them ask, «Who shot the gut why you walking down the street
Didn’t you see the little boy there in the back seat sleep?
Now the boy dead we want to know from you