Texty:
Fatal Hussein In The Line Of Fire

all day Don't let em fold ya, Outlawz, the Getto Star soldiers Give this letter to the President, before this shit is over [x2] [Fatal Hussein] When Hussein

, Then get another nigga to dead it Outlaws we 'trol heat Ya cold feet remain frozen As Hussein show thieves That got our own name stolen I'm Hussein,

it your folks hard, that Henny mix rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin' cuz, they don't city wit, loves goin' get cha Hussein been it

dressed, respect me with the most real money [Chorus] [Singer] Take your time young thug [Fatal] Murder one cases, faces, chance [Singer] Cuz, you fall in love [Fatal

years hold ya tears, put ya hands on the ceilin' cross ya over boss, and toss you off course bow down ya lost, droppin' Fatal tryin' floss do ya real

Merciless X) [Fatal: talking] O.N.S. in this mother fucker We got The Plague in this mother fucker The Pentagon in this mother fucker [Verse 1: Fatal