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tommy wright iii – comin´ for ´94 lyrics

[verse 1: princess loko]
here i go ´94 comin hard
[?]
strictly pimpin´ never caught slippin´
loko´s pulling hoe cards
violate split your wig
kick it with my f-cking nig´
talking all that bullsh-t
sissy b-tch can´t you dig
keep the chrome in my coat
bullets in my clip hoe
slap your -ss with that glock
b-tch because you´re too slow
´93 long gone
´94 you know it´s on
[?] scr-pping sh-t then played out
now it´s time to tote the tone
making millions keeping cheese
smoking blunts pushing keys
for real-a my n-gga pull the trigger
princess [?] making [?]
[?] junts on your -ss
treat these b-tches just like trash
real n-ggas stay around
traying babies never last
pimp and a player all in one
man gangs never fail
never underestimate this pimpin´ ´cause i´m raising h-ll
been a [?] holla g
a real player gotta go
but i´m just thinkin´ no loko and going for the ´94

[verse 2: mac t-dog]
[?] little mac t-dog on a motherf-cking pimpin´ stroll
i got it sewed up for the ´94
call your motherf-cking dirty hoe
the ´93 done played it my little mac t-dog gone come in hard
you talk about shooting pistols my n-gga
i´m throwing a f-ck and rob
i´m sneak when i´m on the move
the hooptie is what i ride
i parked it just outside the street
then i do what´s the homicide
i went from the murder scene
but 5-0 straight get me hoe
they knock on my f-cking door
watch they [?] they funeral
a stone cold k!ller mane
never bought any bullsh-t
[?] the m in the mac trick
the t is for tickle b-tch
but ´93 i played around
but in ´94 i´m back again
these n-ggas who´re failing mac t
i´m taking their f-cking wig
these busters these traitors mane
they cross me in ´93
see your black -ss in [?] watch your punk will be six deep
these n-ggas they´re talking bad
i hear around their pistol though
and i checked [?] coming out for the ´94

[verse 3: tommy wright iii]
d-mn that was quick
it´s the ´94 time to reload
one man gang tommy wright
f-ck day time i creep at night
run from the four
jumping fences all that sh-t is long gone
pistol playing
police got on my nerve
so now i pack a tone
never change stealin´ same
dreamin´ around in the m-town
four corner bound where i´m found
underground ´94 sound
really though check it out hoe
tell these b-tches princess loko

[verse 4: princess loko]
motherf-cking ´94
hoes get their skull popped
mother for the nine quad
get this f-cking knowledge dropped
to you b-tches flankin´ perpetratin´ of a player style
real sh-t too sl!ck loko has no alibi
homicide you a [?]
hoe don´t waste my f-cking time
blow away your brain with this .45 in my panty line
n-ggas on my f-cking jock and hoes´s envy of this pimp
i´m in so f-cking hard hoes´s [?] can not f-ck with this
lay [?] in the black
[?] the track and sell my crack
keep a low profile ´cause these b-tches be behind your back
talk this sh-t but weak -ss h-ll and smile up in your f-cking face
[?] to the next n-gga have [?] and get my fame erraised
just can´t stand to see a n-gga be on top a make some ends
i don´t have -ssociates and sure -ss h-ll no f-cking friends
riding with my partners paranoid and tw
don´t start no sh-t won´t be no sh-t
i gots no time to f-ck with you
got some [?]
ain´t no anna
they don´t want to [?] a player
shank a b-tch and take no sh-t a motherf-cking hoe slayer
caught one time to lock me up i´m chilling in a jail cell
used the phone and got much [?]
a n-gga made my f-cking bail
back to my everyday routine
keeping dough yeah hoe
you ain´t know i got you sewed up but you don´t hear me though
tcb and the master t
b-tches you can´t f-ck with me
kicking it with tw and m a c t d o g
four courners and pimpin ville
creeping ´cause this´s how we be
real -ss n-ggas pimpin´ hoes in the ´94
another year for the pimps and the players to start another level mane
higher than the [?] i thought you knew ´cause this sh-t´s finna change
taking over memphis tennessee with strong ´bout pimpin´ c
put them hoes on plates they were [?] out back in ´93
you better beware this pimps in the air don´t [?] you b-tches [?]
on a stroll just took control you n-ggas ´cause i got my tone

[verse 5: mac t-dog]
popping skull to your head coming in hard like the real mac
pistol play mac t trick drop blow a hole straight in your back
´93 done g ´94 in hoe
m a c t d o g creeping with this steel hoe
riding in the chevy with my n-gga tommy wright cheefing out
make that turn on murderer street and pop up at my n-gga house
picked him up we´re cheefing mane headed to the liquor store
seen the n-gga try to flodge his t–th
let´s take that young rookie though
stick him up we´re running hoe trying to get his tone g
caught that fool standing in the front door
shot him with my .380
boom boom boom to the dome then he layd dead
get in the car and ball a [?]
f-ck this sh-t [?]
[?] some sh-t i wouldn´t have done in ´93
´94´s the year for pimpin´ k!llin´ stealin´ robbin´ a trick
see you my nig´ out of the dough
comin´ out for the ´94

[verse 6: tommy wright iii]
i´m treal like peel i´m still slanging and making deals
a thrill is what i feel when i peel your cap with a snap
you´re trapped once i got this glock c-cked ready to pop
drop goes the narc perpetrating i send your -ss to satan
dead homies dead roadies that´s what i always see
mommas crying partners dying that´s what i saw up in ´93
tommy wright is ready to swarm just like a thunderstorm
project born keep my h-rn from beeping when a n-gga creeping
dead or alive ´95 ain´t what i stride for
i don´t f-ck with your -ss dude so what you f-ck with mine for
got my strap ready to jack stack my sh-lls real well
ain´t no joke can´t go broke
gotta let the pistol smoke
go for broke k!lling folks will i make it i don´t know
´93 i played around but not anymore in ´94

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i ain´t took no sh-t in ´93
and i ain´t taking none in ´94

- tommy wright iii lyrics

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