Fatal - Friday Lyrics
Who dat? , what? ,There they go, there they goThere they goThe same mother*****ers,You know nigga its *****in fridayWe doin it like last friday(niggas aint got shit to do)(so we gon get *****ed up)Who dat?[verse 1]Bert and hussein, back to back now thats flammableSmokin ya brain, attack the track like we some animalsMechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibalsFire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtableSwervin through jerz emerge and serve you dont deserve to pull,Another breath of oxygen,Has is known for oxin emKool kas chrome be droppin em,Killa kane be lockin philipaneDrip from a toxic tongueGet done wid it,Out of control like we begun wid itBricks explode, licked you out the showThat nigga bump did itI block, like murdock, army fatigued and,Bout to store blocks an fort knox ya minor league shitBreathe this, ballistic, shell like khadafiBringin the blizzards when I make bail you cant stop me,In jail all that I can see provoking hell,Chokin at a third rail velocityObviously ya men have, been barkin up the wrong treeMicrophone strong deep bomb firstYa mind burst within a rhyme verseDirty bert rehearse the worse of me,The black clips burnin meThe cat who act fraternityThe landscapes redded,***** it ya man said itYa shoulda never let it escapeWe wont wet it,Squeezing, leavin holes in ya crew,Maestro can stand through,When I pass the mac to rock that nigga brand youWhen I pass the mac to rock that nigga brand you[hook]Ten out of tenNo ya chance is a ninthWe do jail wid no bailLosin half of our lifeLivin the life of the poorLosin sight in the warYou can slice it down preciseShits trife around the board[verse 2]We in this thing togetherTryna build the same cheddarIts strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin my waistA fake couldnt relate to,Drugs and honeys,My hugs are funnyAnd thugs blow slugs for the moneyGunshots, mobbin up quiet late nightsWalkin down new, you betta think twiceThis shit aint right,Its all wrong,Narcs we slide onIt aint safe seasonSay its strength in numbersWe rolled the whole precintRev the whip up,We live 98 stick-upsLoadin clips upThat flimsy ass vest we rip upNew jerz, come check usBut dont test usOppose, we throw holes in ya lexusAct whatever, clap whateverWhen we clap we clap togetherLeavin you cats on the stretcherO.n.s. and the embassy,Outlawz and pentagonIf it aint that,It aint shit to meIt aint shit to meHook[verse 3]Fake lies, close ya eyes,Nigga die in the darkYou little hip hop cop,Playin spy in the parkWe turn schemes to creamCause we fiend for greenWid the cops and streets watchinAint no need to dreamCodine my team,Full beam on ya knottyKilluminati to ya bodyGot mooned wid the shottiGetto star you for amaru,Yak see you tomorrow,I know you here,These other niggas be like where are you?The hennyll start you,Dirty ever semi I borrow,No confrontation or quarrelI cant shake up or startleThe time takerTying em up like ron bakerHere to shake and break em downLike the la lakersI see through emAint no tellin what ima bout to leave through emWhile he lay there I stay thereWhile the paramedicsll breathe through himSqueeze through him,Put the e to him, hit em upHe gon lay there shakin waitin for yall to pick him upYa outta there,Quick as you squeal, Ill appealIts kill or be killed,In this world of free steelEvery crews a game,Wearin blues is strangeFrom how you move youll be namedFor what you doin who you claimYou might, think its a gameFrom bein critically acclaimedA war winner for pitiful game***** wid hussein[verse 4]From cops got our feet tiredEverybody split up anybody get caughtSon just keep quiet,These cs watchin me,Two cds of armed robberyTerroristic bread and possession of stolen property,Keep to myself thats how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,For the simple fact I live everyday of the week periodicallyPremeditated robberies, how could you possiblyMistake imperial s for a mental or methologyIm realer than the cats that shot at meI think Ill probably, ride by and let em sample the varieties,My hollow aint easy to swallow,Like them five dollar bottles,Kill or be killeds my motto,I do it cause I got to,Ima, straight up commodityI thug in this societyOn the side ah mes my niggas thatll die for meWould you ride for me? , or get rode on?Been in this game so longI kick slick shit in every sentenceYall have to grow on,Throughout my hard times my vision was blindHustlin dimes fake niggas wanna beef wid meI aint puttin it in my rhymesYou aint worth it,Wid out contact I catch perfect,Had the heart in front of the crowdBut in your eyes you nervous,Now start chirpin,The .38 special start squirtinLeave two holes in ya shirtAnd put you on the side street hurtin,Now thats for talkin out ya person,(mutha*****az)*****az[outro]Fatal hussein, fatal husseinAiyyo, (recognise)Tell somebody come get me(o.n.s., outlaw)If not Ill be home in like 5HahahhahhaMother*****in friday(tick like time)For all yall niggas that wanna ***** wit meBefore my shit come out,Its about to drop too *****,(yall dont know o.n.s nasty new)Hey ric where the ***** the henny atThree hundred and sixty mother*****in three days in the wakerAhaha, yo ***** that calenderI aint for that shit.....Yo a-rock man,(moddy bang)Its on for them niggas(killa black)Killa black.....
