[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
Straight from a hood known as 4 Corner Pimpin Ville
Ain't no nigga runnin, we be gunnin 'cause we shoot to kill
Take a chance with yo life, steppin with one bullet left
If you want to kneel mane you better not take that last breath
*boom*
I'll get yo gat, cock it back and don't be scared to shoot
[?] cut that phone line, hit the stash and find the loot
1995 got's to change cause im tired as fuck
Third word come back me up, everybody duck
Tommy wright, silent night, 17 shot Glock bodies drop
Pistol play gon' get you sprayed, JBC gonna close your grave
Take a niggas cash, buck him down, beat him to the floor
Bitches like to scream and cause a scene so we gonna fuck his hoe
If a nigga is steppin with his weapon bring him to the door
Watch my back, Lil Fly try to occupy the fuckin' folks
Gangsta Blac is on the phone, tell him to bring Southpark
I know thats a little to many but I likes to hit you hard
Niggas got's to realize, recognize lives gon' be jeopardized
Victimized, hypnotized, Tommy Wright is on the rise
10 wanted men that's my cliqq, county jail bound
Niggas with guns lockin' you in the trunk so ain't no telling where your body gon' be found
Nigga wanna step, I got the weapons for them bitches, leavin'
Niggas off in ditches and I'm grantin' death wishes
On them snitches drop them bitches on a mission, soldiers slippin'
To this pimpin' that I'm spittin' givin' you no funkin' attention
While this anna got me clickin' like a time bomb, tickin'
Always trippin', Tommy wicked, one of you hoes gon' end up missin'
Straight from a hood known as 4 Corner Pimpin Ville
Ain't no nigga runnin, we be gunnin 'cause we shoot to kill
Take a chance with yo life, steppin with one bullet left
If you want to kneel mane you better not take that last breath
*boom*
I'll get yo gat, cock it back and don't be scared to shoot
[?] cut that phone line, hit the stash and find the loot
1995 got's to change cause im tired as fuck
Third word come back me up, everybody duck
Tommy wright, silent night, 17 shot Glock bodies drop
Pistol play gon' get you sprayed, JBC gonna close your grave
Take a niggas cash, buck him down, beat him to the floor
Bitches like to scream and cause a scene so we gonna fuck his hoe
If a nigga is steppin with his weapon bring him to the door
Watch my back, Lil Fly try to occupy the fuckin' folks
Gangsta Blac is on the phone, tell him to bring Southpark
I know thats a little to many but I likes to hit you hard
Niggas got's to realize, recognize lives gon' be jeopardized
Victimized, hypnotized, Tommy Wright is on the rise
10 wanted men that's my cliqq, county jail bound
Niggas with guns lockin' you in the trunk so ain't no telling where your body gon' be found
Nigga wanna step, I got the weapons for them bitches, leavin'
Niggas off in ditches and I'm grantin' death wishes
On them snitches drop them bitches on a mission, soldiers slippin'
To this pimpin' that I'm spittin' givin' you no funkin' attention
While this anna got me clickin' like a time bomb, tickin'
Always trippin', Tommy wicked, one of you hoes gon' end up missin'
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