Lyrics:
led us all to die
ct the gates of Troy
So many years have gone
Blood spilled and endless death below
What's the result? There must be another form
the ???
We conducting like a firm
Told y'all haters it's our turn
See we on fire
Just watch and learn
This the way that we gone do it from the south
shit)
We run this (what)
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
The last nigga is the pastor
Ready to blast ya
You know, I don't play no mother fucking games
you in your belt and Timb's
Pastor Troy, won't you just pass the boy
In a, split second I'm answerin all questions
You dummies are still confessin
I'mma sign you up nigga
[Troy:] I do not feel like being disturbed
[Guy:] That D.S.G.B. album was straight my nigga
[Troy:] Will you please get away from
as soon as I enter you know I'm making noise
Pastor Troy and the East Side Boyz
A-K bustin', I ride the whole clip
I cock that hoe and let it
'm
Paranoid
Watching all my mirrors like
Castor troy
Want money like master
P
But I'm ready for war like
Pastor troy
Pray hard on my down
Fall
I prey
Ohhhh runnin'
[Troy:]
Climbin'
To get to that place
[Both:]
To be all that we can be
[Troy:]
Now's the time
[Both:]
So we're breaking free
[Troy:]
We're
Y'all watch this, watch this
No Limit Studios
Yea, yea, yea, can I speak to P?
P ain't here
Ay yo, tell him that Pastor Troy and them Down South
is soon to come
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Nothing to lose
Like one we'll stand
We'll face the storm
Created by a man
Roar roar roar
on the sound
of my voice (This from the soul)
Everything gone be cool man, From Boys to Men
[Verse 1] Pastor Troy
No one to doubt me, I'm not here lonely
shit)
We run this (what)
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
The last nigga is the pastor
Ready to blast ya
You know, I don't play no mother fucking games
[Troy]
Once in a lifetime
Means there's no second chance
So I believe that you and me
Should grab it while we can
[Gabriella]
Raw backwards on all you rappers
What's happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing across the masses
My movement massive
I
Y'all watch this, watch this
No Limit Studios
Yea, yea, yea, can I speak to P?
P ain't here
Ay yo, tell him that Pastor Troy and them Down South
I only walk slow up in Troyeville
The hommies all know that the boi ill
The hommies all know what it is still
The hommies all know what it is snitch
understand what it means to be a Troy
And let the burdains I experienced make him laugh
But at the same time, let my baby clear his path
And all the math that
[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 ???
We conducting like a firm
Told y'all haters it's our turn
See we on fire
Just watch and learn
This the way that we gone do it from the south
it's on
[Pastor Troy]
? ? I'm a tell 'em it's on
Talkin' shit like them gangsta, sweet-as cologne
I roll on in the ? with the quickness
So southern
'm high I'm drunk, put I'm still labeled that Pastor
So any bastard, that got plans to harm me
You best of be ready cause I got a army
[Pastor Troy]
[I
you learned that from Pastor Troy
Boy I'm with it you can get it I never leave without my biscuit
4, 5 snapback make ya cap unfitted
If a nigga charge
the master machine.
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
Y'all know me, it's PT.
Well I un huh and all of that,
Black on black, with black tip.
I can't help but
like I gotcha
Koopa my metaphor is a metaphor
That symbolizes each metaphor like a metal door (Hard!)
And y'all need to put up a better score
We making
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