Drive By Tommy Wright III (Ft. Mac T Dog)

[Chorus: "?" & Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Roll down the window and smoke, smoke
Duck nigga, dodge nigga, duck nigga

[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
Drive-by, hangin' up out the window, smokin' on the indo
Gotta' get them fools, 'cause they gave the cops a little info
Nine on my waistline, I get high, gun on my thigh
Ridin' low, scoopin' up niggas in the hood that said they wanna' go
Gotta' roll backstreets, smokin' a junt with my nigga Mac T
Al in the backseat, lookin' for niggas we might wanna' creep
Ridin' n' blazin', rollin' through Frayser
Step to me and we gon' squab'
Nothin' but some born Gangsters hesitate, can't wait to rob
Nigga be wonderin' why Tommy be clickin'
But sometimes, mane, that's just the way, that I am
If you duck, you still messed up, that ain't gon' help protect yourself
Now it's just you against my gas pedal and my break
And since you shot all through Four Corners
This is the last breath you'll take
Now you're runnin' through people yards, scared you gonna' end up dead
Jumpin' gates but you can't escape this laser infrared
Spray your ass, just like they did Ricky on that Boyz In The Hood
Fool, 'cause I'm comin' out the sunroof with some fire
It's a drive-by