Tommy Wright III - One Man Gang lyrics

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Tommy Wright III - One Man Gang lyrics

[Intro] Rapist! Murderer, drive-by shootings You name it, he done it! [Verse 1] Pimp makin' cheese, servin' junkies, cuttin' no f**in' deals These n***as they talkin' sh** How you figure I'm gon' let you live? The life of a playa movin' quick and at a steady pace You've come to 4 corners b**h You gon' make my click catch a case I blow a hoe up and say this (?) quick and fast You feel something funny b**h That's my foot goin' up in yo a** I'm straight out that "Pimping Ville" So that means I pose a threat And I'm packin' heat my n***a, so don't show no disrespect From powder to rock, I'm tryin' to sew up my f**ing block Them bricks to them junkies But keep my crumbs in my matchbox A b**h in a menace game, a dope dealer makin' cheese Negotiate for my ends and make sure I stash my keys (?) sellin' stones that come in the purest form My sh** moves a f**ing stash, you think it's a thunder storm My plan and pimp is real, so duck when I pull my tone And if you ain't trill n***a, then take yo punk a** on Them Po-Pos watch, I also watch you with a loaded Glock I'm gunnin', f** runnin', if I hear somebody scream "knock!" You b**hes, you b**hes, I'm knockin' stitches up in they a** The rubber stay super tight, if I itch mane a b**h get blast So pimps and k**a thugs and dealers that slang 'caine Don't nobody like me playa, f** 'em I'm a one man gang [Hook/Sample] (?) run, get up, what's up s**ers? You want some of this? Then you're a stupid motherf**er [Verse 2] Nine on my waist line, pistol grip on my hip Twenty-two's in my shoe, gauge pump in the trunk Buckin' them b**hes down tight, Tommy Wright, silent night Seventeen shot Glock, bodies drop n***a like Tommy Wright I shoot non-stop Bloody handle, light them candles, it's a scandal (?) Caught up in a slaughter by them n***as from 4 corners Pimpin' Ville, shoot to k** n***a don't duck, you better run Play the dealer, I'm the bumble bee Show yo cash, you'll get stung RedruM on my street, Ten Wanted Men, fifty deep On the creep while you sleep, take you off yo family tree I'm a n***a just too clever to ever get caught up in that thang Tommy Wright they call me But my nick name is the "One Man Gang" [Hook/Sample] (?) run, get up, what's up s**ers? You want some of this? Then you're a stupid motherf**er [Verse 3] Tommy Wright the one man gang, pistol charge what I catch Split yo wig, start to dig and lay these sissy a** hoes to rest Up to the alley, runnin' to the cut Comin' out a ditch, I'm creepin' slow Straight from the back street to the front door Kick it in and lay you on that floor Four Corners, Pimpin' Ville, real trill where I'm from Bullet to the f**ing gun, A to the f**in' K D.O.A, red to the f**ing ruM Body numb, Tommy Wright, silent night, one man gang Slangin' 'caine and sellin' thangs For y'all to shoot up in yo veins Feeling strange, I'm insane, grab my gat, point and aim Point blank range, have you heard? Tommy was a jail bird 201 the pen I'm from, 3 year sentence for my case Lock down, division six, get them tricks up out my face Hit my lawyer with two G, thousand dollar court cost If I see them junkies on the street they gon' be six feet (?) put my sh** up on the news Tommy Wright is with the jail and may bail way too soon That was then, this is now, keep my name up out yo mouth Some say I murder someone, some say I break in they house n***as up in (?) say I raped the hoe, bullsh**! If anythang the hoe raped me And gave me the chewin' and licked my feet n***as only diss on tapes, cause I wouldn't help them fool Tell me something playa: How I'mma help you when I'm a**ed out too? I ain't just no stuck up n***a, pimp I'm down for whatever You can rap - I make beats Playa let's make some money together T-Dog, Loko, Ramsey, watch how Kingpin do his thang Chicken Bone, Project Pimp, First Degree And me the one man gang b*tch [Hook/Sample] (?) run, get up, what's up s**ers? You want some of this? Then you're a stupid motherf**er