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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Lloyd
I bet all these classics the city flip
committees quick
Grip on all my willie shit
you silly with
Hammer off my affiliate
My grew
To snatch paper crew
Bash your too
kept
Candy at a set
Slept on me, I you now
seats, gas and horses round
torches, how
Some Jamaican nigga foul
that cross the street
Pay me and the cost is cheap
Nigga talk is
[Verse 2: Tony
There's two ways to life, end up dead or in jail
The lil homies got a ass appetite
Water ballin', slow voobin' on them cold
And if a nigga strapped he ain't rollin' right
Gotta check my view for them blue and whites
TD Jake preachin' bout 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 already I'm 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 still
like they owe me, will
(?)
If you approach then just know we got the realest
stacks to hurt your feelin's with
Nothin' changed, hearin' it

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

[Verse 5: Young
Apply pressure with this needle to they blood
Supplyin' what they put they straight shooter
Raid outta Texas tryna die, state
Your life's on the when you're sellin' they Frank Lucas
But my bills on time and my pictures they shooters
Pop a molly with you and put two in your
These pussy programmed like computers
My son got a and a flooded Frank Mueller