Just to Get a Rep

[Scratched Hook] Stick up kids is out to tax And this is how the story goes [Verse 1] 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 four-fifth, I guess you just might Wanna do a dance or two Cause they could maybe bust you for self or with a crew No matter if you or your brother's a star He could pop you and jet without a getaway car And some might say that he's a dummy But he's 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 Claiming respect, just to get a rep [Scratched Hook] [Verse 2] Ten brothers in a circle had the kid trapped The one with the hoodie said, "We'll hurt you" If you don't run all your jewels 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 .38, yo, he was inching 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 [Scratched Hook] [Verse 3] The rep grows bigger, now he's known for his trigger finger Rolling with troops of his sons like a gangster figure He's near the peak of his crazy career His posse's a nightmare, macking jewels and crazy gear But as we know, the things we do come back And Shorty's not peeping, others are scheming to counteract Cause the kid that got shot didn't perish, so He pulls up in a jeep with tinted windows Too late, Shorty was caught in the midst His time ran out, his number came up, and that's it You know the rest, so don't front, the plan has been upset Some brothers gotta go out just to get a rep