[Intro: Tony Yayo]
(Jahlil Beats, holla at me)
It's time to eat
The Unit is back
Them n***as is back, the real is back, the streets is back
Shooters on deck n***a, 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 bitch 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 bitch 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 fuckin' face in the powder
Fuckin' 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***a 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***as 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***a Louis ask him where most of his go
I'm a bad influence to broke n***as
Encourage 'em to the pull up, hop out and smoke n***as
Yeah, marinated the bullets in body fluids
And if my weapon don't kill 'em, the infection gon' do it
Every n***a 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***a, 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***a don't start bitchin'
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***as 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***as 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