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tommy wright iii - me against the world (remastered) lyrics

[verse 1: tommy wright iii]
tired of this bullsh_t, now i’m on the down low
creepin’ while you sleepin’, trick or treatin’ with my lights low
skullcap, gloves tight, loadin’ up the nine glock
strollin’ through the springcreek, lookin’ for yo’ chillin’ spot
you gon’ be a victim to a tommy wright homicide
d.l.e. you can’t survive, no way you could stay alive
f_ck you, punk b_tch, listen to this gauge blast _gunshot_
wrap you in my sheets ’cause i can’t supply your bodybag
actin’ “j” ’cause i went solo with my studio
used you for a couple of songs and never paid you, sissy ho
step slow, real quick, d.l.e. – suck my d_ck
you know where to find me, n_gga, in the middle of these skreets
four corners, where i stay, ain’t na’ n_gga runnin’, punk
you gon’ die, or i’m gon’ die, ’cause it ain’t no room for both of us
weak tapes that you make, n_ggas be laughin’ at your sh_t
in your room f_ckin’ off, while i’m diggin’ on your b_tch
talk sh_t, run your mouth, shoot me if you got nuts
ain’t no vеst on your chest, you gon’ be a bl__dy mess
if i can’t find you, i know whеre yo mama stay
winchester, springcreek, left, first driveway

[chorus: tony montana & ice cube]
you think you can take me?
you’ll need a f_ckin’ army if you gonna take me
f_ck all y’all (switch)
[verse 2: tommy wright iii]
verse two, talk about another punk that i hate
a b_tch named lynchin d, commercial appeal, front page
that’s where you gon’ end up, f_ckin’ with four corner folks
talk behind these n_ggas backs, blow away my pistol smoke
murder charge, when i catch you slippin’ with that ugly tongue
i ain’t got consent when these bullets hit my f_ckin gun’
dead on the scene, n_gga, you gossip more than them wh0res
tellin’ people that you’re comin’ to k!ll me when i went on tour
took a chance, goin’ outta town with that sorry trick
you ain’t kin to skinny pimp, so, quit jockin’ on his d_ck
could’ve k!lled me plenty times, what the f_ck you waitin’ for?
stick my d_ck in lynchin’ mouth, let’s see if lynchin can talk some more

[chorus: tony montana, ice cube, tommy wright iii, scarface & willie d]
you think you can take me?
you’ll need a f_ckin’ army if you gonna take me
f_ck all y’all
it’s me against the world (switch)
f_ck you, man, f_ck_f_ck you, man
f_ck_f_ck them hoes, f_ck them hoes
it’s tommy wright versus the world
f_ck you, man
i’m sayin’ f_ck you, now what you hoes wanna do?
i’m sayin’ f_ck you, now what you hoes wanna do?
(switch)
[verse 3: tommy wright iii]
tommy wright, on the creep, comin’ from this westside
livewire, keep your boys safe from this drive_by
bullsh_t, you not, i’m out to lay them busters on the gravel
motherf_ck your imitation, wanna be some f_ckin’ rappers
keep them n_ggas straight, tre_8, you better watch yourself
once i see your 57 couger, you gon’ meet your death
call your punk, big c, bring the f_ckin’ smg
tommy wright, the hated n_gga from four corners pimpin’ v’
mad at me ’cause i erased your raps, come and get you some
livewire, your kids gon’ get me send back to the panafarm
glock c_cked, tryin’ to send these busters to the mortuary
nothin but a bunch of fat boys, eat the cemetery, b_tch

[chorus: tony montana, ice cube & tommy wright iii]
you think you can take me?
you’ll need a f_ckin’ army if you gonna take me
f_ck all y’all (switch)
it’s me against the world

[verse 4: tommy wright iii]
blast on these b_tches, a ho named 3_0_4
n_gga wanna be scarecrow, i’ll put your ass on deathrow
a b_tch like him go dumb, ’cause i made this n_gga a whole tape
then he caught the big head, said that he used me
why do n_ggas trait’? motherf_cker, talk sh_t
put a gun to his head and blow ’em away
put him on his knees, get blesses like a g
and quick put 3_0_4 off in his grave
i ain’t got no love, put on my gloves, i wanna see blood
tellin’ folks you gonna assassinate me, you hate me
but them bullets you got can’t scr_pe me
die, motherf_cker, where you from? n_gga, make up your mind
first you said the garden, then the mound
i make it up for you with this nine
i’m the only n_gga standin’, now the smoke is finally clear
meet me up on walker if your body ain’t tired from holdin’ fear
now you back in buster_world, rappin’ in the cafeteria
bullets ain’t got no name, but one got yours ’cause my murders are serial
trippin’off your ass, rappin’ in bathrooms, beatin’ on tables
step up, if you ready to get your rep up when you willin’ and able
[chorus: tony montana, ice cube & tommy wright iii]
you think you can take me?
you’ll need a f_ckin’ army if you gonna take me
f_ck all y’all (switch)
it’s me against the world

[verse 5: tommy wright iii]
loced out, dressed in black, lookin’ for some pretty boys
shawty pimp and mc spade, need some bodies in they graves
nothin’ but some spoiled brats, mom and dad buy they clothes
never shot a f_ckin’ gun, never sold no f_ckin’ dope
traitin’ hard, pull your card, see if you are what you say
smack you with that gat, in the end, bring the yellow tape
lying ass b_tches mane, won’t you hoes quit traitin’
homemade ass tapes mever make it past blackhaven
b_tch n_gga, rich n_gga, trick n_gga, talk sh_t
you, keke and kim, all on my hitlist
supposed to some players, buyin these b_tches diamonds and pearls
tommy wright, that n_gga y’all love to hate
it’s the me against the world

- tommy wright iii

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