Body in the Trunk N.O.R.E. (Ft. Nas)

[Verse 1: N.O.R.E & Nas]
Got out the mall, yo, this weak cat rockin' a fade
In my face askin' could he see the grenade
I woulda let him see it
The way he came across, yo, I said "Nah, beat it"
Steph told me buck him
When I reacted Will said "Chill, fuck him"
Yo, it's a small world, you know that we'll see him again
He said "Fuck you"
I said "What? Repeat it again"
Chill, son, you're weeded again
Slow down, god, you're speedin' again
Face lookin' like you're fiendin' for Henn
Who that wit' you? Hide the gat, nigga, come in
You got a pistol? It must mean you slingin' again
Ayo, fuck it, yo, I bucked him, son 'cause he was on some stupid shit
Thinking he the real thing when he was just a duplicate
Saying that he hate our clique, hate our shit
Hate The Firm album and the CNN clique
He said he hate you and wish you ain't have a six
He had coliseum jewelry, no Tito tricks
That's what he 'posed to get
Nigga play you close he get hit
Laying in dirt, for something you say, you get hurt
Fuck around though, probably with some old school shit
How bad you hit him up, god?
Yo, he ghost and shit?