Lyrics Pastor Troy

Pastor Troy

No Mo Play In GA Pt. 2

What's up, big mouth, you still talkin' huh

Pastor, blast ya, okay, and well uh huh

This for, all those, niggas, that talk the talk

Fuck nigga, I walk the walk, don't make me get my assault

No charge if I get caught, I am connected

Got this rap game on lock, hell yeah perfected

Y'all nigga's pathetic, come around with that bullshit

Fuck around and get gunned down, playin around in my pulpit

Soon as I pulled it, they'll say he's deadly

Hell yeah, you got that right, nigga I'm ready

Y'all should'nt have let me, because PT gone rock

24 wit 24 blocks, m-o-n-e-y

(2x)

I'm ready

I'm ready for war, fuck peace

I'm ready

I'm ready for war, I'm in these streets

I'm ready

My AR-15 up on my arm

And fuck them weak ass niggas

We droppin bombs

What's up, homeboy, what is the business

Pastor, church boy, can I get a witness

This for, all those, niggas that be poppin'

Seein' me in 6's, I don't never be stoppin'

Most niggas be watchin', other niggas be hatin'

Hangin' out their partner car, askin' me what's shakin'

Ain't nothin shakin', nothin but this mula

I see that you know me, but I don't know who you are

Therefore, I am, rollin up my window

Hasta luego, now it's back to my indo

Drivin' 100, mothafuck if I'm wanted

Take they ass on to Tennessee

Before they beat the hell out of me

Peep some real game from a mothafuckin G

Me and ??, me and Uncle B

Try to get some millions to blow

Take this shit, I don't need no mo'

Off in the condo burnin dro

With my bitch and my hoe

Gettin' me some fire fire, r-e-a-d-y