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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
off my block affiliate
My fascination
To snatch your crew
Bash your too
kept
Candy at a set
Slept on me, I you now
Leather seats, gas and horses
torches, how
Some nigga causin' foul
Take cross the street
Pay me and the cost is cheap
Nigga is cheap
[Verse 2: Yayo]
There's two to life, most end up dead or in jail
The lil got a cravin' ass appetite
Water ballin', slow voobin' on them cold
And if a nigga ain't strapped he ain't right
Gotta check my rear view for them and whites
TD keep preachin' bout that street life
He get me goin' in the mornin', got my right

[Verse 3: Lloyd
I got a bulletproof plan, you
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
Speedin' is my drive, one and only
Feel like they owe me,
(?)
If you approach then just know we got the realest
Paper to hurt your feelin's with
Nothin' changed, ain't it

4: Kidd Kidd]
Niggas talk behind your back 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 game like
Last thing you seen was the Gang hoodie
toys talk like Woody
I'm hood like an ass whoopin'
Never got my chain
crack cocaine cookin'
(?) I'm (?)

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