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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Lloyd
I bet all these classics make the city
committees quick
Grip on all my Rocky willie
you silly with
Hammer off my affiliate
My fascination
To snatch your crew
Bash faces too
kept
Candy at a set
Slept on me, I you now
Leather seats, gas and round
torches, how
Some Jamaican nigga causin'
Take cross the street
Pay me and the cost is cheap
Nigga is cheap
2: Tony Yayo]
There's two to life, most end up dead or in jail
The lil homies got a ass appetite
ballin', slow voobin' on them cold nights
And if a nigga ain't strapped he ain't right
check my rear view for them blue and whites
TD Jake keep preachin' that street life
He get me goin' in the mornin', got my mind

3: Lloyd Banks]
I got a bulletproof plan, you
I've been through hell I'm supposed to be the man
Drop
Lil on the raise
I body drop 'em every day and we don't
Speedin' is my drive, one and only
like they owe me, will
(?)
If you approach then just know we got the realest
Paper stacks to hurt feelin's with
Nothin' changed, ain't it

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

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