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letra de shoot to kill [finished] - tommy wright iii

[hook]
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
shoot a motherf-cker in a minute
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
boom boom boom boom yeah i was gunnin´

[verse 1]
i´m the last of mc´s because the others all left
i´m never loosin´ a battle ´cause i fight until the last breath
if [?] my [?] with a gun so don´t talk cr-p
you get slapped ´cause i never run when it´s time to spray
step into shoot outs with a gun on my hip
as i blast like a rocket
keepin´clips in my back pocket
so [?] you hoe
so dead bodies to be holed of
were suckers get broke can´t cope [?] the damage of the sawed off
so put on your black mask and gloves before you ride
´cause it´s gon´ be h-ll if you can be identified
´cause i´m like a warrior, fight like a barbarian
a uzi and tec 9, just what i´m carrying
i´m launching mc´s like a catapult
with strength like incredible hulk
leaving n-gg-s dead without a box
i cut off heads, freeze ´em and hang ´em up on the wall
to show that i want to brawl and nail them so they won´t fall
i´m just like a hitman
tommy for hire
wanna fight if you got a curl i´m bringing my lighter
don´t complain just get rushed to the med
i hate to see blood but i love to see bloodshed
i´m [?fine?] as h-ll when it comes to this type of sh-t
and when i load all my guns you feel just like a d-ck
so carry and sh-t ´cause i´m a gangster, pimp and player
i never keep one sh-ll i stack my sh-t up in layers
just beware ´cause i don´t care about your welfare
you n-gg-s know the deal tommy wright the 3rd shoots to k!ll

[hook]
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
shoot a motherf-cker in a minute
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
boom boom boom boom yeah i was gunnin´

[verse 2]
h is for homicide
and a is attack
so get the f-ck back
run in the house and look out crack up the window
when i´m shooting i want somebody to die
i hate wastin´ bullets when everyone´s still alive
k!ll a n-gg- for anything do i say that is the way
i was brought up to beat tricks up making them wish they was locked up
under a jail cell ´cause it´s just h-ll tryna´ buck with a n-gg- from memphis
i hate to hear bullsh-t because all that sh-t is bull
the only job i got is keeping the cemetery full
i walk down the street n-gg-s think i´m a crip
´cause my clothes are red from the blood of my victims
i don´t kick b-tt player, i kick -ss
compared to my speed your punch is slow as my last
don´t ever try to battle me because i fight dirty
when i was five i was whoopin´up n-gg-s in their thirties
n-gg-s [?] quick temple so they don´t scare me at all
you say your nerves are bad get a blast from this [?]
i have to keep robbing n-gg-s because i´m broke a lot
there are so many hoes in a n-gg- you think he had poker [?dot?]
no use of begging ´cause i get loose without sympathy
find and tryin´ to k!ll n-gg-s to my sh-lls
i empty, pullin´out clips, hollow tips then i size him
blow his -ss of so bad ´till his momma don´t recognize him
if you really want mercy get on your knees and [?]
[?]
because i shoots to k!ll

[hook]
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
shoot a motherf-cker in a minute
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
boom boom boom boom yeah i was gunnin´

[verse 3]
sending tricks to the med with a broke leg or two
if i ain´t got my pistol i´ll bust your head with a bottle of brew
one of my [?] would click your face up like axes
when i´m through with you it´s guarantied you need a autopsy
you can have an weapon even a stone gon´ jack
ain´t no runnin´ while i´m gunnin´ in the mist of this combat
going round for round it don´t matter how many pounds you weigh
ain´t no escape when i slay and begin to spray
comin´ from the streets of h-ll, yeah the other level
firing my tracks because i was send to earth by the devil
makin´ it known that a tone´s in my possession
teaching a lesson, with a blessing from this smith and wesson
leaving the scene of the crime like i ain´t did sh-t
but n-gg-s in the hood know i have some´ to do with it
k!lling your nephew, your daddy, your mammy
how you gon´ f-ck with a n-gg- that´s labeled to [?] any mane
every gun i got is a simple [?]
and when i shoots to k!ll you know i´m shooting directly at anyone
i´m [?] motherf-ckers like [?]
and when i fight i´m throwing nothing but haymakers
smacking you right down ´cause i´m sticking it to ´em
and when i throw a punch at a n-gg- it feel like it´s going trough him
i hate to make bullet wounds i love to make bullet holes
you n-gg-s know the deal tommy wright the 3rd shoots to k!ll

[hook]
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
shoot a motherf-cker in a minute
shoot ´em up
shoot ´em up
boom boom boom boom yeah i was gunnin´

- tommy wright iii

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