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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Lloyd
I bet all these classics the city flip
Drop quick
Grip on all my Rocky shit
you silly with
Hammer off my affiliate
My grew
To snatch your crew
Bash your too
kept
Candy at a set
on me, I haunt you now
Leather seats, gas and round
torches, how
Some nigga causin' foul
that cross the street
Pay me cash and the cost is
Nigga talk is
2: Tony Yayo]
There's two to life, most end up dead or in jail
The lil got a cravin' ass appetite
Water ballin', slow voobin' on them nights
And if a nigga ain't strapped he rollin' right
Gotta check my rear for them blue and whites
TD Jake keep preachin' bout that street
He get me goin' in the mornin', got my right

[Verse 3: Banks]
I got a bulletproof plan, you
I've been hell already I'm supposed to be the man
Drop
Lil nigga on the
I drop 'em every day and we don't sympathize
is my drive, one and only still
Feel like owe me, will
(?)
If you then just know we got the realest shit
Paper stacks to hurt feelin's with
Nothin' changed, hearin' it

[Verse 4: Kidd
Niggas talk behind your back you're not lookin'
Run up on 'em ask 'em what's shakin' and get
Ain't nobody gave me the game I took it
I started my own game like Tuki
Last thing you seen was the Gang hoodie
Then toys talk Woody
I'm hood like an ass whoopin'
Never got my chain
It's cocaine cookin'
(?) I'm (?)

[Verse 5: Young
Apply with this needle to they blood vessel
Supplyin' what put inside they straight shooter
Raid Texas tryna die, state troopers
life's on the line when you're sellin' they Frank Lucas
But my on time and my pictures even they shooters
Pop a molly with you and put two in Medulas
These pussy niggas like computers
My son got a toolie and a flooded Frank