[Chorus: Sample & Prodigy]
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son (Fuck that n***a) had been shot down in (Yeah, ha) the street and died

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Know me, big jewelry and big boy exotic
Cars like the Enzo Ferrari on the strip, somewhere in the hood
Turnin' up to Mobb Deep, I want the lil boys, and all the lil girls to see what's out there for them to get
This is money my baby
When y'all grow up
If y'all go hard, you could make it
I peel off 'cause they like it when the tire smoke
N***as in the hood hatе it when you pull that stunt
You know me, frosty wrist, it's candy bitch
Differеnt color stones ey'time I switch my clothes
I make a n***a upset
But I get more love
Hit 'em real in they head they ever cross us your momma be the...

[Chorus: Sample & Nyce]
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died (Uh huh)
[Verse 2: Nyce]
It's time to G ride, n***a
Ain't no complainin'
Loadin' up the choppers, outside it's rainin'
It's time to go to war, we got outside flamin'
Creep up, on my enemies, yeah I'm gainin'
Big ass cannon got the lil n***a strainin'
I'm fiendin' to put this coward brains on the pavement
Bet when I squeeze, man, a n***a move faster
Put the pump in your mouth, clear up your asthma
Just like that, I appear with lead
Blow your brains out, give you time to clear your head
I'm ([?] n***a) already a goner so I don't fear the dead
I make ya last outfit, that chu wear is red
Bomb first homeboy, that's what we yellin'
Stay wit a torch, n***a, but I ain't runnin'
N***a we g'd up so ease up, we squeeze up, we leave fucks
Freeze up, heat up, hit up from the knees up
What

[Chorus: Sample]
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died