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Come on you scared, you scared [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] Know that Pastor and Peter, on the hunt for the reaper I got them fifteen's pushing, trying to rip
but I'll be waiting
And you can bet I represent it for the southeast
Until death on the motherfucking beat triple six

Chorus 4x

(Pastor Troy)
I
Verse 1 Pastor Troy
I heard some bitch ass niggaz had an attitude
I eat 'em up like some motherfuckin dog food
I know it sounds rude It's suppost
Pastor Troy:

KD had called and gave me the word
Said this nigga had ten birds, in Augusta for the week
From the islands
As soon as K told me
[Pastor Troy]
Venom, all I spit is venom, a cobra
Flinch my teeth and I'ma ride till its over
I'm never sober, I'm fucked up now
Say you want pistol
Verse 1: Pastor Troy

These niggas asking how I choose to die
Just like a muthafucking G is my only reply
Hi 7, Mac 11 with the shoulder slang
Crank
this we know for sure
Tell me baby can you stand the game

Verse 2: Pastor Troy

Sometimes I wonder how did I become so lucky
A million hoes, now I
this we know for sure
Tell me baby can you stand the game

Verse 2: Pastor Troy

Sometimes I wonder how did I become so lucky
A million hoes, now I
This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out there 
doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family

[Pastor Troy]
Hangin up out the window,
[Timbaland scratches throughout]

[Intro: Pastor Troy]
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
me funny 
Oomp Camp in dis bitch 
Where the fuck is the money 
My Pastor told me forever represent for my team 
Make them niggas come clean or bust
'em it's on, so what you gotta say now, yo
Tell 'em it's on, yo, say what, say what
Tell 'em it's on

[Pastor Troy]
I'm the ?, the A-T-L with
[Pastor Troy]
We-we ain't playin (ain't playin wit ya)
we-we ain't playin (ain't playin wit ya)
we-we ain't playin (ain't playin wit ya)

[Verse
the Cadillac, 2002 edition
It's Pastor Troy, fuck boy
And your benediction
It ain't no contradiction
You walkin' thin ice
You put your money down monkey nigga
Now
I go

[Pastor Troy]
The underground puttin it down fo 5 years
the blood, the sweat, the motherfuckin tears
I'm livin the life of a young drug lord
[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I'm just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
y'all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank
Nigga whatever here on out
In the game S.M.K. gone put 'em level

[Pastor Troy]

Break it down! (Repeatedly 15x)

Hook: 4x

y'all know what y'all
he hits the mic like Mix-master
This the Battle of Troy with no Pastor
Slicker than a can of oil with no Castor
Chill in the front of the flight,
peoples I'll blast the boy
Pull out them twin desert eagles, like I'm Pastor Troy
Man I've been through some rough winters
And plush like four summers
But
Troy]
Welcome to the New World Order.
Atlanta, Georgia.

[Chamillionaire]
Houston, Texas, he already know.

[Pastor Troy]
The south is takin over.
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 Troy]

Okay,
I'm
pulled over by Philly police
I just made a Hundred thousand to put in my piece
In what seems like a year but it was really a week
Ain't Lil Troy but I
bash a skull
And I will cut your girl like Pastor Troy
And I don't usually smoke but pass the 'dro
And I won't give you that money that you asking for
I'm the boss, that cost ain't even worth conversation
Pastor Troy, the pastor of the true congregation
Blood wasting if ya' cross me, ya' lost me
scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)

[Chorus: x2]
See I'm a tell you like Wu told me