Richmond team and I'ma ride till its over I'm never sober, I'm fucked up now Say you want pistol play well then its Blah! Blah! Cause I'm the pastor
the pain enhances the misery swells im screamin' ya name from a mountain in hell im so low that the grounds above me it seems as if no one cares to love
, BANG BANG BANG TWO FEET AWAY, POINT BLANK RANGE THANK IT'S A GAME I'M HELL TO DEAL WIT AND THEN I'MA BURY THE SHELL YA PUNK BITCH PASTOR TROY TALKIN
Girls shakin that ass boy (Yeah) Shakin that ass all in yo lil young face nigga (Yall know it's on) Them girls say, "Troy bring another Pop That Pussy
Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (x 8) Verse 1 Now let's pray lord have mercy, help 'em God Pastor Troy baby, and I'm coming
one, hopin one, day she could be wifey. Thugged up from da flo up but hell dats why she like it, So politely, I asked her, why does she love da pastor
(Pastor Troy) ooh, ooh, ooh yeah, this for da clones in the ATL, With them fake a** chains, For all the flexy a** ni**az comin' outta Atlanta, Verse
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
balling but these niggas just confuse, cause i love to lose, so motherf*cking lost, to motherf*cking nothin, to motherf*cking boss. Face-off!
s The doctor should've cut my arm, right at my vein The pain make's me smoke the reefer Helps me relax It helps me really see this shit, I face the facts
some weed Everybody's trapped ha I can't afford the heat It's kind of neat how they just creep and kick the door off the hinge And when they motherfucking
come on) Got AK's for tha stupid shit (come on):huh, And that's all I'm saying (come on) Yeah, laying low, bag of dro', smoking heavily (uh-huh) Carl
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 Troy
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
second of it's birth And it don't even matter, if it's a girl or it's a boy 'Cause the last name is gone be Troy, huh, the game Sunny days, everybody
This tha city Fram me My nigga is the grind Move to mars I'm made Can you stand the game
ma through it up Throw up yo flags It's Pastor Troy, 2000, don't give a [Hook] Throw yo flags up! [repeat 7X] Come on you scared, you scared [Verse 2: Pastor Troy
