Yeah! ay yo, this ya boy p troy right, and this joint right here is for all dem ni**az, comin' to shows, We crank that thang up, Ya'll already know what
Pastor Troy talking: aww, yall know what time it is, man I ain't bout to be out her all day. Brang dem cars out, Brang dem cars out, Brang dem cars out
In the begining god created drugs, and other thugs with other thoughts, the path thats never walked, the class thats never taught, often salt, cause salt
Now who the fuck wouldn't be fucked up In the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo life A nigga beats his wife, damn it's hurting me But
Yea... yea... this PT... nigga... representin my DJ SQUEAKY!(SQUEAKY!)... nigga... I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone All my niggas that left ya live
I was that cool motherfucker But living in the world of these cruel motherfuckers Society done made me a fool motherfucker And 16 shots leaving them pussies
[Verse 1:] Introduction to a lunatic (come on):huh, y'all playing (come on) Got AK's for tha stupid shit (come on):huh, And that's all I'm saying (come
yo ice and I'ma show you mine And don't say money I put it all on the line And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind [Verse 2: Pastor
Pastor troy [talking]: Yeah (yeah) This song is called goddamn, vica versa (I'm doin' my best to save my people) It's like, (the people & I will rely
Hook: 8x My niggas (get 'em up) My bitches (get 'em up) Verse 1: lil' pete It's pete baby You best of recognize Grab my gold teeth baby One of the
a slug at a nigga Take a plug Got that nigga from my muthafucking home [Hook: 8x] Nigga don't fuck with me I'm having a bad day [Verse 3: Pastor Troy
to show luv When the push come the shuv Show 'em where the dubs and the hard ass thugs, nigga what Talk like ya'll walk it, Walk like ya'll talk it [Verse 3: Pastor
do I represent bulletproof And I been down since '92 Y'all don't know what I done been thru Hook: male singer Look what I'm going thru 16x Verse 2: pastor
if you ready say you ready Then it's all understood Riding dirty to the flo' We get up in it for free South memphis kings and pastor troy This what y'all waiting to see [pastor
[dude talking] Everybody get in line Ain't nobody getting in the club, Unless you get in line It's to crowded in here Hook: 8x When they hating throw
Can you stand again, baby Sometimes I feel like I am stuck between a bad dream Running this race thank the Lord for his amazing grace Yes I believe,
This tha city Fram me My nigga is the grind Move to mars I'm made Can you stand the game
we throwing niggas off a bridge Verse 2: pastor troy And then hear I come right around the fucking corner Eyes red smoking on that fucking marijuana Somebody dead, looking mean Where my niggas at? Pastor