[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'