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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

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

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

4: Kidd Kidd]
Niggas talk your back when you're not lookin'
Run up on 'em ask 'em what's and get shookin'
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 crack cocaine
(?) I'm (?)

5: Young Buck]
Apply pressure with needle to they blood vessel
Supplyin' what they put they straight shooter
Raid outta Texas die, state troopers
Your life's on the line 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 and a flooded Frank Mueller