Tommy Wright III - Murda In Da 1st Degree
[Verse 1: Mac T-Dog & Killa C]
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah on the run with the gun G
Pick my time, time to do a crime, on a sissy bitch
I got the Tech-9 in my hand, banging up the tenth up in the clip
Clicked up on the trick, I got the chicken in my brain cell
Blow a nigga ass off and send that sissy ho to hell
Glock in my motherfuckin' hand finna spray a bitch
Knock his head off, kicking it with my nigga down on McLemore
Pimpin nigga on the for real-ah, bitch I am too grown bitch
For yo motherfuckin' ass while yo punkass be in a fuckin' ditch
Murdah in the first degree, leave a ho on the side lane
You can't front, you sissy bitch cause I creep like a fuckin' snake
5-0 on my ass, gotta get away G
Fuck this shit, I never go to jail for murder in the first degree
One time tryna do a creep up on the Killa C
Thought they figured that a nigga did a murdah in the first degree
I ain't goin, got a bitch doin fuck confessing myself to the feds
Got a sign, dead or alive, I guess they gon have to take me dead
Then I heard a knock up at the door, my mind was gone so
Better make yourself well known, I'm gonna pop this chrome
It's my nigga Mac T, what's up have you heard G
Word on the other side that I did a homicide
Man I'm having flashback
Did you pop em with the gat?
All I remember that I had the Glock and standing on the track
Did you do it? I don't know
House of blink? Probably so
But I know a nigga on the run from the 5-0
Bagging my chrome by my dick
Jump in the chevvy ballin quick
Gotta get off my killing cause I need some cash trick
Spot a nigga on a track should I rob him? Na I can't
He tryna get his ass in, I might as well rob a bank
Runnin' with mac, stuck em up and got the cash
Jumped into the chevy fast, Mac T-Dog punch the gas
He ain't shit to me because I'm down about my killing G
Don't fuck with C, I'm down for the murdah in the first degree
[Verse 2: Princess Loko]
Princess Loko's on a mission to pull a scheme upon a trick
Cap the weapon, then I'm steppin' out the door to commence that killing bitch
M.A.C.T.D.O.G got the tone so hoe you know it's on
Violating this pimpin left a hole up in yo fucking dome
Chiefed a couple of sacks before we fell up on the killing site
Going through the back so we won't get picked up by the motion light
Dodging bullets, ducking and diving, running and gunning, sneaking and creeping
Look behind my back, I saw the motherfucking neighbors peak
Hearing the sirens, watching the timing, it's coming in real short
Killing my victim, 5-0 wrapped it, three days later, I'm up in court
When the session was over, the judge found the nigga not guilty
But I ain't fucked about it 5-0 trying to hunt me down see
On a rampage out to kill another nigga on my path
Shanked that boy and took his shit, and split the coward boy in half
The cops were knockin' at my door and windows lookin for my ass
Try to hit the back door, got caught slipping, and didn't get away fast
Got one right behind me and another one coming at me quick
Ran the other way, I jumped the fence, Loco ain't barrin' that shit
Ran to the corner liquor store and held them hostage for a while
Killed the baby bitch by suffocating her with a fucking towel
By the time I vamped the scene, they was outside with they fuckin' tone
Went back in the store and tried to use the motherfuckin' phone
The line was dead damn my nigga I guess them (?)
So now they got pinned up for murder in the first degree
[Verse 3: Tommy Wright III]
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Posse deep is how I creep
Popping slugs, selling drugs
I ain't nothing but a thug
Selling dope I can't cope, with my life
So I fight each and every day, to get paid money's gotta get made
Got a gun, by my side, duck
If you see my ride
Last motherfucker that wanted to jump
Mane, that nigga died
I ain't got no feelings, I be killin' with my Glock cocked
Neighbors peepin' while
I'm creepin', fuck a neighborhood watch
Suicidal, homicidal nigga pass me my lighter
Blaze the laser, check my pager, put that bitch on vibrate
Gotta be quiet while I'm creepin' cause this shit is dangerous
If I get caught slipping I might end up dead as an angel
So just stop anything from happening to me, mane
I watch my back closely to prevent a murdah in the first degree
[Outro]
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Tommy Wright fucked up see
Laughin' ass nigga you need to quit playin' G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah on the run with the gun G
Pick my time, time to do a crime, on a sissy bitch
I got the Tech-9 in my hand, banging up the tenth up in the clip
Clicked up on the trick, I got the chicken in my brain cell
Blow a nigga ass off and send that sissy ho to hell
Glock in my motherfuckin' hand finna spray a bitch
Knock his head off, kicking it with my nigga down on McLemore
Pimpin nigga on the for real-ah, bitch I am too grown bitch
For yo motherfuckin' ass while yo punkass be in a fuckin' ditch
Murdah in the first degree, leave a ho on the side lane
You can't front, you sissy bitch cause I creep like a fuckin' snake
5-0 on my ass, gotta get away G
Fuck this shit, I never go to jail for murder in the first degree
One time tryna do a creep up on the Killa C
Thought they figured that a nigga did a murdah in the first degree
I ain't goin, got a bitch doin fuck confessing myself to the feds
Got a sign, dead or alive, I guess they gon have to take me dead
Then I heard a knock up at the door, my mind was gone so
Better make yourself well known, I'm gonna pop this chrome
It's my nigga Mac T, what's up have you heard G
Word on the other side that I did a homicide
Man I'm having flashback
Did you pop em with the gat?
All I remember that I had the Glock and standing on the track
Did you do it? I don't know
House of blink? Probably so
But I know a nigga on the run from the 5-0
Bagging my chrome by my dick
Jump in the chevvy ballin quick
Gotta get off my killing cause I need some cash trick
Spot a nigga on a track should I rob him? Na I can't
He tryna get his ass in, I might as well rob a bank
Runnin' with mac, stuck em up and got the cash
Jumped into the chevy fast, Mac T-Dog punch the gas
He ain't shit to me because I'm down about my killing G
Don't fuck with C, I'm down for the murdah in the first degree
[Verse 2: Princess Loko]
Princess Loko's on a mission to pull a scheme upon a trick
Cap the weapon, then I'm steppin' out the door to commence that killing bitch
M.A.C.T.D.O.G got the tone so hoe you know it's on
Violating this pimpin left a hole up in yo fucking dome
Chiefed a couple of sacks before we fell up on the killing site
Going through the back so we won't get picked up by the motion light
Dodging bullets, ducking and diving, running and gunning, sneaking and creeping
Look behind my back, I saw the motherfucking neighbors peak
Hearing the sirens, watching the timing, it's coming in real short
Killing my victim, 5-0 wrapped it, three days later, I'm up in court
When the session was over, the judge found the nigga not guilty
But I ain't fucked about it 5-0 trying to hunt me down see
On a rampage out to kill another nigga on my path
Shanked that boy and took his shit, and split the coward boy in half
The cops were knockin' at my door and windows lookin for my ass
Try to hit the back door, got caught slipping, and didn't get away fast
Got one right behind me and another one coming at me quick
Ran the other way, I jumped the fence, Loco ain't barrin' that shit
Ran to the corner liquor store and held them hostage for a while
Killed the baby bitch by suffocating her with a fucking towel
By the time I vamped the scene, they was outside with they fuckin' tone
Went back in the store and tried to use the motherfuckin' phone
The line was dead damn my nigga I guess them (?)
So now they got pinned up for murder in the first degree
[Verse 3: Tommy Wright III]
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Posse deep is how I creep
Popping slugs, selling drugs
I ain't nothing but a thug
Selling dope I can't cope, with my life
So I fight each and every day, to get paid money's gotta get made
Got a gun, by my side, duck
If you see my ride
Last motherfucker that wanted to jump
Mane, that nigga died
I ain't got no feelings, I be killin' with my Glock cocked
Neighbors peepin' while
I'm creepin', fuck a neighborhood watch
Suicidal, homicidal nigga pass me my lighter
Blaze the laser, check my pager, put that bitch on vibrate
Gotta be quiet while I'm creepin' cause this shit is dangerous
If I get caught slipping I might end up dead as an angel
So just stop anything from happening to me, mane
I watch my back closely to prevent a murdah in the first degree
[Outro]
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Murdah in the first degree
Madman killah, on the run with the gun G
Murdah in the first degree
Tommy Wright fucked up see
Laughin' ass nigga you need to quit playin' G
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