[Hook]
f** with us and we gon' be the last n***as you f** with!
[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
Well it's rap but you meet yo d**h
Shoot another shot from my Glock and the n***a try to run
Peep my eye to the scope, gun smoke in the air
Do I care? Hell naw! Tommy gon' break the law
Running with the Tec and the Jason mask
Pushin' the shovel and yellin' "Mo' Murda!"
Leave a n***a dead in the shed
I ain't scared to ... quick and fill a b**h with lead
Nevertheless ... protect yo bloody mess
Once I pop that trunk for the pump
n***as gettin' on down like Forrest Gump
On funk my n***a, Fl-izz-y h-izz-igh til he f**in' d-izz-ie
"Creepin on ah Come Up" n***a don't run up
Tommy and Fly gon' pick them guns up
... up, f** 'em up, rough 'em up
Lay a n***a down with the sound of a motherf**in' hollow tip
Slip - get ripped in pieces
k**ing off uncles, nephews, nieces
Jesus watchin' me creep at night
Tommy Wright ready to take yo life
Ain't no sacrifice gon' be made when the bucks get sprayed
When I blast two n***as with tha Jason mask
Rappin' in court, I'm about snatchin', cappin', kidnappin'
Blastin', packin' gats, hara**in' with a pa**ion
The modern day a**a**in; Tommy Wright the third
Ready to serve you bustas with that .30-06
... k** 'em all ... click
[Hook]
f** with us and we gon' be the last n***as you f** with!
Don't f** with Tommy Wright
Cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none of you b**hes
[Verse 2: Playa Fly]
So you say you roast a hoe, talkin' 'bout you toast a hoe
Bumpin' out in (?), busta don't you doubt my flow
SPV, we told ya so, SPV gon' dwell in hell
(?) leavin' bodies stale, bodies stinkin', bodies smell
... muddy, blooded, funky b**h
Tell 'em 'bout attackin', packin' (?) trigger itch
Pistol b**h off in a ditch, little b**h with plenty lives
s**er fear me where you dwell, in my hands I have yo life
... cause a Playa lookin' k**a-like
(?) Fly powder (?) power, creepin' through the night
Many demons in my soul, ...
As you lemons 'bout to suffer (?) you were told, hoe
[Hook]
f** with us and we gon' be the last n***as you f** with!
Don't f** with Tommy Wright
Cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none of you b**hes
[Verse 3: Tommy Wright III]
Livin' the life of a gangsta my n***a
You really don't wanna f** with T
k**as on the real-ah better know as Ten Wanted Men, fresh out the pen
Once again it's Tommy Wright, the creep at night type specialist
With a hitlist, put a b**h towards the end
When I squeeze to the trigger regardless, ain't no love
Murder more, serve a hoe, hurt a hoe, breakin' it to tha f**in' door
Cause the damn n***a named Tommy Wright creep at night
Rollin' dice with the Lil Fly til he startin' fights
None of these Tommy haters wish to f** with a click ...
... with a new car to ride known as a hearse
From this day on, no more playin', no more sayin', buckshots sprayin'
No more talkin' just as doin', somebody body gon' end up ruined
Test my nuts and see what happen
Should I..., with the quickness, should I... n***a whole click
Should I..., dump 'em in a ditch
(?) all I give up, but the Bible tells me "Thou Shall Not k**"
The Bible word that you ...
North Memphis so high, gon tell you somethin'
Tommy Wright the one man gang
k**a cap peeler with this chr-izz-ome t-izz-one to yo d-izz-ome
Try some silly and ... feelin'