Killin’ Spree

Lyrics

[Intro] Now that's how you kill somebody, my brothers You get right up on the motherfucker and blam Blow his brains all over the sidewalk in broad daylight [Chorus: Tommy Wright III] I wanna commit a Murder, murder I wanna witness a Murder, murder I wanna be part of a Murder, murder I love premeditated Murder, murder I wanna commit a Murder, murder I wanna witness a Murder, murder I wanna be part of a Murder, murder I love premeditated Murder, murder [Verse 1: Tommy Wright III] Schemin' up a murder plot, lookin' for niggas that wanna be killers Glock seventeen, say "ah", put the barrel in your mouth, don't scream or I blew your brains out Make one move and it won't be a pretty sight Tommy Wright, Glock tight, still creep at night through the woods, with a hood pulled down on my face Any day I'd rather blast to avoid another case Who am I? It's the nigga named Tommy, with a nine to your skull, ain't no love for a buster All my niggas know, any trouble with a buster, call Tommy Wright, he the type to shoot a motherfucker Tommy Wright on the mic, nigga, you don't know what's goin' on in the mind of a motherfuckin' lunatic Crucifix on a bitch, talk shit, death wish Get your motherfuckin' wig split with the quickness You shoot, I shoot, infrared to your head Finna duck, 'cause you fucked, punk nigga, runnin' scared One time can't help, nigga, you gon' meet your death Ain't can't remember way to your own grave All my nigga from the North to the South from the East to the West, get together cause a bloody mess Player haters get a bullet proof vest we the niggas test luck, pull a slug in your gut Don't fuck with a pimpin' ville nigga, 'cause a pimpin' ville nigga is a killer, cap peeler, finger on the trigger Die, nigga, die you gon' fry with the man With them [?] say player haters, stop player hatin' Perpetratin', instigatin', got the world thinkin' I'm a Blood or Crip, I ain't shit, quit runnin', nigga Pimpin' ville playin, 'cause it never did change from Four Corners just to keep me from gettin' killed [Chorus: Tommy Wright III] Murder, murder I wanna commit a Murder, murder I wanna be part of a Murder, murder I love premeditated Murder, murder I wanna witness a Murder, murder I wanna help you do a Murder, murder I wanna witness a Murder, murder I wanna cause a Murder, murder [Verse 2: Tommy Wright III] All of us thugs, packin' our slugs Killin' a nigga we leave no blood 10 Wanted Men, once again, run the street, got my strap in my lap and my gauge in the hole seat Murder plots are where I scheme A nigga with a long curve runnin' from the scene Yeah, that was me, take a [?] with my Fila flip-flops Glock cocked, as I rob liquor stores, as I rob Stop and Goes, as I stain a nigga for a [?] Ain't nobody pistol playin', leave your body dead layin' Full clip, still sprayin', throw you in grey can Run, run, run, if you can, 'cause I'm comin', bitch Murder show, heard a ho save a ho [?] Tommy Wright, Glock type, hollow tip, gun smoke Bloody gun, dead ways, you get killed when I spray Pimpin' Ville, where I stay, three bodies bein' already in my trunk smellin' like a skunk, fuck 'em Bullet proof vest on tight to protect, when the next nigga set, when the milli rounds 'ttack Think twice, Tommy Wright nothin' nice, don't fight, just shoot, got to rob, no job, need loot Rudy poot drop it off, here to scoop, pack a suit, Jason mask on my mug, pearl handle for the slug right pocket full of drugs, leave the shit under the rug Many graves I have dugged, player haters get no love, fingerprints, need gloves, leave 'em scruffed in the mud, Red dot mean blood, shoot 'em up like a club Don't fuck with a Pimpin' ville nigga, 'cause a pimpin' ville nigga nine times out of ten got a straight shot 10 Wanted Men, at your door with a knock, knock Then a pop, pop, from my chrome tone cocked Glock [Chorus: Tommy Wright III] Murder, murder I wanna commit a Murder, murder I wanna witness a Murder, murder I wanna be part of a Murder, murder [Outro: Tommy Wright III] Murder, murder Yeah, it's Tommy Wright III in this motherfucker With my nigga Lil Fly, Gangsta Blac, South Park in this motherfucker 10 Wanted Men my click in this bitch You know I'm sayin' And go get that new tape "Wanted: Dead Or Alive" And be on the lookout for Princess Loko It's on