[Intro: Tommy Wright III]
(South Park)
N***as be thinkin' 'cause they North n***a
Because they chill with a n***a, that a n***a ain't got no bad side
These Tommy haters, mane, only wanna see me click
I'm bringin' Tulane, Queensmound, Cypress Woods, T-Bone outta here
Mane, these Tommy haters best beware, we're the wrong motherfuckers

[Chorus]
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fucked with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fucked with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fucked with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fucked with

[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
Well it's rap but you meet your death, shoot another shot from my Glock at the n***a tryna run
Peep my eye to the scope, gun smoke in the air, do I care? Hell naw, Tommy gon' break the law
Runnin' with the TEC and the Jason mask, pushin' the shovel and yellin', more murder
Leave a n***a dead in the shed, I ain't scared
Ten Wanted Men quick to fill a bitch with lead
Nevertheless keep a bitch [?] to protect your bloody mess
Once I pop that trunk for the pump, n***as gettin' on down like Forrest Gump
On funk, my n***a flizzy, hizzigh 'til he fuckin' dizzie
Creepin' on the come up, n***a, don't run up
Tommy and Fly gon' pick them guns up
Put 'em up, shut 'em up, fuck 'em up, rough 'em up
Lay a n***a down with the sound of a motherfuckin' hollow tip
Slip, get ripped in pieces, killin' off uncles, nephews, nieces, Jesus
Watchin' me creep at night, Tommy Wright ready to take your life
Ain't no sacrifice gon' be made when the bucks get sprayed when I blast two n***as with tha Jason mask
Rappin' in court, I'm about snatchin', cappin', kidnappin', blastin'
Packin' gats, harassin' with a passion, the modern day assassin;
Tommy Wright III, ready to serve you bustas with that .30-06
In the trench, bumpin' down by my dick
So say Tommy click, kill 'em off first one of that click
[Chorus]
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Don't fuck with Tommy Wright 'cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none you bitches
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Don't fuck with Tommy Wright 'cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none you bitches

[Verse 2: Playa Fly]
So you say you roast a ho, talkin' 'bout you toast a ho
Bumpin' out out and grip the Glock, busta don't you doubt my flow
S.P.V., we told ya so, S.P.L. gon' dwell in hell
Lovin', leavin' bodies stale, bodies stinkin', bodies smell
Any life is gettin' expelled, muddy, bloody, funky bitch
Tell 'em 'bout attackin', packin', achin', makin' trigger itch
Pistol bitch off in a ditch, little bitch with plenty lives
Sucker fear me where you dwell, in my hands I have your life
Suckers they wanna flea cause a Playa is lookin' killa-like
Fly about that powder, slangin' powder, creepin' through the night
Many demons in my soul, Fly my n***a state your soul
As you lemons start to suffer, please remember, you were told, ho

[Chorus]
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Don't fuck with Tommy Wright 'cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none you bitches
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with
Don't fuck with Tommy Wright 'cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none you bitches
[Verse 3: Tommy Wright III]
Livin' the life of a gangster my n***a, you really don't wanna fuck with T
Killers on the realer, better known as Ten Wanted Men, fresh out the pen
Once again it's Tommy Wright, the creep at night type specialist
With a hit list, put a bitch towards the end when I squeeze to the trigger regardless
I ain't no love, murder more, serve a ho, hurt a ho, bringin' it to the fuckin' door
Cause the damn n***a named Tommy Wright creep at night, rollin' dice with the Lil' Fly 'til he startin' fights
None of these Tommy haters wish to fuck with a click, put you crucifixed
You get dumped and left in the dirt, then it's hurt, with a new car to ride in, known as a hearse
From this day on, no more playin', no more sayin', just us sprayin'
No more talkin', just us doin', somebody about to gon' end up ruined
Test my nuts and see what happen
Should I, A: Shoot 'em with the quickness?
Should I, B: Kill a n***a whole clique?
Should I, C: Dump 'em in a ditch?
D: All of the above, but the Bible tells me: "Thou shall not kill"
The Bible wrote in Jerusalem not Memphis, so how it gon' tell you somethin'?
Tommy Wright the 1 Man Gang, killer, cap peeler with this chrizzome tizzone to your dizzome
Try some silly, end up on this disability

[Outro: Tommy Wright III]
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with (This could be the end of your life, right here)
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with (We don't give a fuck about you, mane)
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with (Ten Wanted Men)
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with (Street Smart Records)
You fuck with Street Smart Records, now you layin' in your grave, bitch
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with (We hate you)
You fuck with Street Smart Records, now you layin' in your grave, bitch (Ten Wanted Men)
Don't fuck with Tommy Wright, ho, 'cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none of you bitches
(You don't wanna fuck with us, mane)
Fuck with us and we gon' be the last n***as you fuck with (Why not?)
Don't fuck with Tommy Wright, 'cause Tommy Wright ain't barrin' none of you bitches (You bitches, you bitches)