Lyrics:

Verse 1: Brother MarquisYou tried to play hard, but we pulled your cordYoure just a do-boy cause your boss is in chargeTryin to play big money, aint it sad, aint it funnyYoure so blind you cant see that youre really playin dummyGucci rags and Bronze, shinin grills of chromeFrontin in a caddy you dont even ownYoure soft, and you know that we know itYou try to hide it, but cant help but show itNow the trues and vogues pull the hoes with nice figuresBut on the ave, youre a pussy-ass nigga!Verse 2: Fresh Kid IcePussy-ass nigga with pistol in handComin out of my room to the next manIts a problem you had since you were a childAlways tryin to be down but actin stupid and wildI remember way back just to be exactWe laughed at your ass when you got jackedSo, fuck-ass nigga, heres something to remember:No matter what you try, youre a pussy-ass nigga!Verse 3[Kid Ice] You fix up your hoes like you fix your cars Give em rag-top heads, make em project stars You buy em Gucci bags, even Louie Baton Spendin all your money just to get some[Marquis] And when you go out of town and stand on stage Gettin jerked by the man instead of paid Now put a gun to your head, then pull the trigger, Now rest in peace, pussy-ass nigga!