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Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Banks]
I bet all these classics make the city
committees quick
Grip on all my Rocky shit
Knock you silly
Hammer off my block
My grew
To snatch your paper
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
that cross the street
Pay me cash and the is cheap
talk is cheap
[Verse 2: Tony
There's two ways to life, end up dead or in jail
The lil homies got a ass appetite
Water ballin', voobin' on them cold nights
And if a ain't strapped he ain't rollin' right
Gotta check my rear for them blue and whites
TD Jake keep bout that street life
He get me goin' in the mornin', got my right

3: Lloyd Banks]
I got a bulletproof plan, you
I've been through hell already I'm to be the man
Drop
Lil on the raise
I drop 'em every day and we don't sympathize
Speedin' is my drive, one and only
Feel like owe me, will
(?)
If you approach just know we got the realest shit
Paper stacks to hurt your feelin's
Nothin' changed, hearin' it

[Verse 4: Kidd
Niggas talk behind back when you're not lookin'
Run up on 'em ask 'em shakin' 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 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: Buck]
Apply pressure with this needle to they vessel
what they put inside they straight shooter
Raid outta Texas die, state troopers
Your life's on the line when 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 pussy niggas like computers
My son got a toolie and a flooded Frank