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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Banks]
I bet all these classics the city flip
Drop quick
on all my Rocky willie shit
Knock you silly
off my block affiliate
My fascination
To snatch your paper
your faces too
Toolie
at a movie set
Slept on me, I you now
Leather seats, gas and horses
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 ways to life, end up dead or in jail
The lil got a cravin' ass appetite
Water ballin', slow voobin' on cold nights
And if a nigga ain't strapped he rollin' right
Gotta my rear view for them blue and whites
TD Jake keep bout that street life
He get me goin' in the mornin', got my mind

3: Lloyd Banks]
I got a plan, you understand?
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 they owe me,
(?)
If you approach then know we got the realest shit
Paper stacks to hurt feelin's with
changed, ain't 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
Then I my own game like Tuki
Last thing you seen was the Ryder Gang
Then toys talk like
I'm hood like an uncle ass
got my chain took
It's cocaine cookin'
(?) I'm (?)

5: Young Buck]
Apply pressure with this to they blood vessel
Supplyin' what they put inside they shooter
Raid outta Texas tryna die, state
Your life's on the line when sellin' they Frank Lucas
But my on time and my pictures even they shooters
Pop a molly you and put two in your Medulas
These pussy niggas like computers
My son got a toolie and a Frank Mueller