[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 to a murder plot, lookin' for n***as 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 n***a named Tommy, with a nine to your skull, ain't no love for a buster
All my n***as know, any trouble with a buster, call Tommy Wright, he the type to shoot a motherfucker
Tommy Wright on the mic, n***a, 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 n***a, runnin' scared
One time can't help, n***a, you gon' meet your death
Ain't can't remember way to your own grave
All my n***a 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 n***as test luck, pull a slug in your gut
Don't fuck with a Pimpin' ville n***a, 'cause a pimpin' ville n***a is a killer, cap peeler, finger on the trigger
Die, n***a, 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', n***a
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

[Verse 2: Tommy Wright III]
All of us thugs, packin' our slugs
Killin' a n***a 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 n***a 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 n***a 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 n***a 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 n***a, 'cause a pimpin' ville n***a 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 n***a 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