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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Lloyd
I bet all these classics make the city
Drop committees
Grip on all my Rocky shit
you silly with
Hammer off my block
My fascination
To your paper crew
your faces too
Toolie
at a movie set
Slept on me, I you now
seats, gas and horses round
torches, how
Some Jamaican causin' foul
Take that cross the
Pay me and the cost is cheap
talk is cheap
[Verse 2: Yayo]
There's two ways to life, most end up dead or in
The lil homies got a cravin' ass
Water ballin', slow voobin' on them cold
And if a nigga ain't strapped he rollin' right
Gotta check my rear view for them and whites
TD Jake keep preachin' bout street life
He get me goin' in the mornin', got my mind

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

4: Kidd Kidd]
Niggas talk behind your back when 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 game like
Last thing you seen was the Ryder Gang
toys talk like Woody
I'm hood an uncle ass whoopin'
Never got my took
It's crack cocaine
(?) I'm (?)

[Verse 5: Young
Apply pressure with this to they blood vessel
what they put inside 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 with you and put two in your Medulas
These niggas programmed like computers
My son got a toolie and a flooded Mueller