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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Lloyd
I bet all these classics make the city
committees quick
Grip on all my Rocky shit
Knock you with
Hammer off my block
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 foul
Take cross the street
Pay me and the cost is cheap
Nigga talk is
2: Tony Yayo]
There's two ways to life, most end up or in jail
The lil homies got a ass appetite
Water ballin', slow on them cold nights
And if a nigga ain't strapped he ain't right
Gotta check my view for them blue and whites
TD Jake keep preachin' bout that life
He get me in the mornin', got my mind right

[Verse 3: Banks]
I got a plan, you understand?
I've been through hell already I'm to be the man
Lamb'
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
Paper 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 what's shakin' and get
Ain't gave me the game I just took it
Then I started my own like Tuki
Last you seen was the Ryder Gang hoodie
Then toys talk like
I'm hood an uncle ass whoopin'
got my chain took
It's crack cocaine
(?) I'm (?)

[Verse 5: Young
Apply pressure this needle to they blood vessel
Supplyin' what put inside they straight shooter
outta Texas tryna die, state troopers
Your on the line when you're sellin' they Frank Lucas
But my bills on and my pictures even they shooters
Pop a molly with you and put two in Medulas
These pussy niggas programmed like
My son got a toolie and a flooded Mueller