Fatality lyrics

[Intro: Tony Yayo]
(Jahlil Beats, holla at me)
It's time to eat
The Unit is back
Them n*ggas is back, the real is back, the streets is back
Shooters on deck n*gga, yeah

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
Got keys twinklin', pianos in the next apartment
Safe house when the narcs hit
I give rap critics verbal bouquets about AKs
Foolish rappers in my rearview, far away
Ferragamo dreams, the b*tch lipstick on my cigarette
M4 Carbine, aim for your neck
Got that wavy work, Ryan Seacrest
Forgi's on the foreign and they deep dish
Kill a mink to make a mink
My jacket in the weasel family
Luxurious furs, pull an eagle swammy
New Tahoe, 27Z
New grill on that b*tch looks so mean
Dog food call it Arabian coffee
Good connect, don't ask what it cost me
I got undetected explosives in my floor
Got me in Vera Wang clothes, ya feel me?
[Chorus]
Fatality, fatality, fatality

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
My brother been dippin' his f*ckin' face in the powder
f*ckin' up ours
We supposed to be in this together but you done with sour
Cash money brothers, remember money and power
A little paper'll get a n*gga knocked down like the Towers
I spend hours in the kitchen standin' over the stove
Put too much time in finer places to put n*ggas in holes
I got my son froze (cold), baggin' up O's
He said he want him a Phantom before he's 14 years old
I told him he can do it if he don't open his nose
Like my n*gga Louis ask him where most of his go
I'm a bad influence to broke n*ggas
Encourage 'em to the pull up, hop out and smoke n*ggas
Yeah, marinated the bullets in body fluids
And if my weapon don't kill 'em, the infection gon' do it
Every n*gga standin' in my section goin' through it
We gon' get the money, you ain't gotta help us to it, yeah

[Chorus]
Fatality, fatality, fatality

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
Kidd n*gga, uhh (HUH?)
Watchin' my OG whip it, I learned how to remix it
Turn the pigeons to a chicken, four piece and a biscuit
Bodies come up missin' get found by someone fishin'
Long nose, Scottie Pippen, Glock 40 extension
If I'm broke I fix it but that ain't nobody business
They comin' for my head I hope my n*gga don't start b*tchin'
Gotta thank the Lord I ain't get a life sentence
'Fore my name end up in a rest in peace sentence
Boy I say sumthin' I meant it
Start sumthin' I finish it
If I spray sumthin' it's head shots, you can't say I'm attemptin'
Y'all n*ggas keep dissin'
I hear 'em talkin' this and that
But don't confuse this with that
I put a hole in your inner tube car fixed or flat
Realest n*ggas in the game man you gotta give us that
I hold it down
I'll bust your head for the right amount
Six shots, every bullet gotta count