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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

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

[Verse 3: Banks]
I got a bulletproof plan, you
I've through hell already I'm supposed to be the man
Lamb'
Lil on the raise
I drop 'em every day and we don't sympathize
Speedin' is my drive, one and only
Feel they owe me, will
(?)
If you then just know we got the realest shit
stacks to hurt your feelin's with
Nothin' changed, ain't it

[Verse 4: Kidd]
Niggas talk behind your when you're not lookin'
Run up on 'em ask 'em shakin' and get shookin'
Ain't nobody gave me the game I just it
I started my own game like Tuki
Last thing you seen was the Ryder hoodie
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 this needle to they blood vessel
Supplyin' they put inside they straight shooter
Raid outta Texas tryna die, troopers
Your life's on the when you're sellin' they Frank Lucas
But my on time and my pictures even they shooters
Pop a molly with you and put two in your
These niggas programmed like computers
My son got a toolie and a flooded Mueller