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from Pastor Troy - Tool Muziq (2007)
[Intro]
Yeah. Spent a long time watching the game come to find out them bustas is lame SADDAM HUSSEIN And even though they wanna stop my reign I don't think that they can contain SADDAM HUSSEIN and though they wanna take my life from me I don't think them muthaf**kas can see SADDAM HUSSEIN I Live by the gun die by the same thang Time bomb tickin wont bust until ya push it [Chorus:] and im buckin on em im wylin on em im crankin on em im growlin on em im stuntin on em im flashin on em im flexin on em im cashin on em im leanin on em im dreamin on em im checkin on em im tekkin on em im cleanin on em im gleamin on em im snappin on em im trappin on em im sixin on em im pissin on em im dining on em im shining on em im candy on em im fancy on em KEEP DAT PISTOL HANDY ON EM [Verse 1] I aint bout ta reintroduce myself Bust that K set it off to the left Hit em in the lungs got a nigga first breath Let that mothaf**ka hang ima sentence him to death Neva been the one just to bite my tounge Love this gangsta shit where im from Two two trey got a nigga on the run lemme tell ya somthin son aint no runnin from the gun A2 you get bruised u get popped Wont be the first mothaf**ka I shot 16 nigga?head count'll go pop with tha infared beams sittin mean on the top gimmie my props gimmie my rank I been in the army im ready to tank Take heed to these words that I bomb U don't wanna f**k with me Saddam [Chorus] [Verse 2] Slide off in my six nigga I don't want yo bitch nigga Hoes been wantin' me for too long Love this gangsta shit that im on Ridin on chrome heavy foot What else can she do but look Coogied up from head to toe Keep me a coupla stacks at the floor Back to the floor ain't I nice Play with the cash and u playin with ya life And anyone that u choose ya still lose And then ima tax on them mothaf**kin dues I do it for the blues I do it for the bloods F**k the feds and f**k the judge Im about to drop a bomb nigga Watch out for saddam nigga [Chorus] |
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from Pastor Troy - Stay Tru (2006)
Yea Yea Yea Yea Yall Kno Wat Time It Is I Got Somthin For Those Niggas Dat B Talkin Dats Shit I Got Dat Attitude Adjuster
[Chorus:] I Got My Attitude Adjuster Ready To Fuck Somthin Up I Got My Attitude Adjuster I Bet Dem Hoes Wont Buck I Got My Attiude Adjuster I Dont Leave Home With Out It I Got My Attitude Adjuster Why Yall Rappin Bout It [Repeat] I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Yea I Tote It Concealed I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Bitch Imm Dead Fareal I Got My Attidue Adjuster, U Betta Watch What U Say I Got My Attidue Adjuster, U Betta Watch How You Play I Got My Attidue Adjuster, I Turn I Mug Into A Smile I Got My Attidue Adjuster, I Treat A Thug Like A Child I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Yea I Keep It At Reach I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Now Let Da Pastor Preach I Got My Attidue Adjuster, I Keep One In Da Hole I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Bitch This Crowd Control I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Im Not No Blow Pop Sucka I Got My Attidue Adjuster And Ima Bad Muthafucka [Chorus] I Got My Attidue Adjuster, I Change Yo Whole Mind Set I Got My Attidue Adjuster, I Make A Ice Cube Sweat I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Do My Face Gotta Grin I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Bitch My Clip Holds In I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Watcha U Day Fuck Nigga I Got My Attidue Adjuster, I Got My Finger On Da Trigga I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Nigga This Is All I Kno I Got My Attidue Adjuster, And I Aint Playin Wit Ya Ho I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Tucked Up Unda My Shirt I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Ready To Put It To Work I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Down For Gun Play Nigga I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Im Convo So Say Nigga [Chorus] I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Why You Muggin And Whoofin I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Nigga Da Proof In Da Pudding I Got My Attidue Adjuster, The Only Friend That I Have I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Im Burnin Nigga And Laugh I Got My Attidue Adjuster,I Aint Scared Of No Side I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Im All Ways Ready To Ride I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Nigga I Roll By My Lonley I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Nigga Its Jus Me And My Homey I Got My Attidue Adjuster, We Aint Neva On Safety I Got My Attidue Adjuster,I Will Act A Fool If You Make Me I Got My Attidue Adjuster,Nigga I Jus Do It Like Nike I Got My Attidue Adjuster, Man Muthafuck Who Dont Like Me [Chorus] |
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from Pastor Troy - Stay Tru (2006)
Yea Yea Yall Kno Wut Time It Is Baby Dis Ya Boy Pt Crusier Ayo And Dis Joint Right Here Called Police Can't Break It Up Yall Kno How It Get In Da Club Police Can't Break It Up Security Can't Break It Up Can't Nobody Break It Up Until We Fuck Dem Niggaz Up
[Verse 1:] Im Commin At Ya Harder Commin Harder Than Eva Doin Dis One Fa Dis Cheese Doin Dis One Fa Da Cheddar Yea Mozzarella Fettucini Pull Up In Da Bounce In My Lamborghini I Juss Bout Me A Lam I Drive It Lik A Ram No Id I Dont Giv A Damn Hood Full Of Bam Trunk Fall Of Motor Its Pt Fuck Pullin Over Then I Got Deez Suckaz I Gotta Deal Wit Catch Deez Hoes At Dey Shows Bout Some Muthafuckin Shit Its Pt Pop Dat Shit Now Its P Troy Nigga Pop Dat Shit Now [Hook: x4] Police Can't Break It Up Can't No Bouncers Break It Up Can't Nobody Break It Up Until We Fuck Dem Niggaz Up [Verse 2:] Can't Nobody Break It Up Hit Da Club Get And Buck Let Dem Little Boys Kno Im Da Dirty South Hoe First To Come Da Last To Leave Ridin A Drop Top From Robbery Mo Cheese Than Cheddar Bitch Mozzzarella And Me And My Niggaz R Da Fuckin Good Sellers And When We Catch Yo Ass Keep Poppin Put U In Da Trunk Lik I Done Been Shoppin Im Robbin Im Jackin Wuts Shakin Wuts Happenin U Grindin U Shinin U Totin U Packin Im Packin To Bust Yo Vest Wide Open Boo Boo Boo Boo And Keep On Smokin Shark In Da Water Lookin Fa Da Prey Atlanta Ocean Strapped Wit Da K Great White Shark U A Goldfish Nigga And Im Gon Getcha [Hook: x4] [Verse 3:] Can't Nobdy Break It Up Im In Da Club But As Fuck First U Seen Dis Nigga Last Time U Gon See Dis Nigga Dsgb In Da Bac Wit Me 100 Round Clip 2 2 3 Pop Pop Pop And Its On Run Out Clip Drop And Im Gon Fire Up My V 12 Shakin Up My Dreadlocks Goone Squad Behind Me Ridin In A ????? Pussy Nigga It Dont Stop And It Dont Quit Keep On Talkin Shit We Gon G Ya Lik A Bitch Pt Is Up Fuck Niggaz Down Gotta Red Nose Fa All Of Yall Clowns Around Here U Gon Watch Yo Fuckin Mouth Da Dirty Yea Dirty Da South U Kno Who It Is U Kno Who I Am U Kno Wut Da Biz U Kno Who My Fam My Killaz Is Tired And Im Gettin Tired And We Won't Quit Until Dat Grill We Ride Ya Hoe [Hgook x4] |
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from Jermaine Dupri - Jermaine Dupri Presents... Young, Fly & Flashy Vol. 1 [Explicit Version] (2005)
Yeah! Aye yo, this ya boy PT right
And on this joint right here, for all them niggaz Comin to shows, to crank that thang up Yall already know what time it is It, is, a-bout to go down! [Verse 1] Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) I'm chillin in the V.I.P right (P right) All I see is a nigga gettin buck (Gettin buck) Security bout to snatch his ass up (Ass up) Oh shit, now them hoes bout scrap (Bout to scrap) Oh shit, now a bitch done got slapped (Got slapped) Somebody need to call the police (The police) These niggaz don't want no peace (No peace) If a nigga hit me it's on (It's on) Got damn man shoulda stayed home (Stayed home) I'mma slap me a nigga wit the Cris (Wit the Cris) If it keep carryin on like this (Like this) Uh-oh they done got on the bar (On the bar) Get me to my motherfuckin car (To the car) It's been waitin to erupt all night (All night) Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) [Chorus] 2x Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) They throwin bows (throwin bows) They throwin chairs (throwin chairs) They over here (they over here) They over there (they over there) It, is, a-bout to go down! [Verse 2] Still got me in the club (In the club) I can't help it man damn I'm a thug (I'm a thug) Uh-oh there go another chair (Another chair) I'm over here (I'm over here) You over where? (You over where?) Uh-oh lil shawty got a blade (Got a blade) Take me to the motherfuckin stage (To the stage) Lil buddy in the corner need help (Need help) Don't come to the club by ya self (By ya self) Oh shit somebody done got hit (Got hit) Uh-oh now he back wit his clique (Wit his clique) Got damn now they shootin outside (Outside) Yea baby I'll let you get a ride (Get a ride) I'mma make sure you make it home safe (Home safe) Matter fact we can stay at my place (My place) It's been waitin to erupt all night (All night) Them niggaz came to the club just to fight! Chorus 4x Yeah! |
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from Jermaine Dupri - Jermaine Dupri Presents... Young, Fly & Flashy Vol. 1 [Explicit Version] (2005)
Yeah! Aye yo, this ya boy PT right
And on this joint right here, for all them niggaz Comin to shows, to crank that thang up Yall already know what time it is It, is, a-bout to go down! [Verse 1] Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) I'm chillin in the V.I.P right (P right) All I see is a nigga gettin buck (Gettin buck) Security bout to snatch his ass up (Ass up) Oh shit, now them hoes bout scrap (Bout to scrap) Oh shit, now a bitch done got slapped (Got slapped) Somebody need to call the police (The police) These niggaz don't want no peace (No peace) If a nigga hit me it's on (It's on) Got damn man shoulda stayed home (Stayed home) I'mma slap me a nigga wit the Cris (Wit the Cris) If it keep carryin on like this (Like this) Uh-oh they done got on the bar (On the bar) Get me to my motherfuckin car (To the car) It's been waitin to erupt all night (All night) Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) [Chorus] 2x Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) Them niggaz came to the club just to fight (Just to fight) They throwin bows (throwin bows) They throwin chairs (throwin chairs) They over here (they over here) They over there (they over there) It, is, a-bout to go down! [Verse 2] Still got me in the club (In the club) I can't help it man damn I'm a thug (I'm a thug) Uh-oh there go another chair (Another chair) I'm over here (I'm over here) You over where? (You over where?) Uh-oh lil shawty got a blade (Got a blade) Take me to the motherfuckin stage (To the stage) Lil buddy in the corner need help (Need help) Don't come to the club by ya self (By ya self) Oh shit somebody done got hit (Got hit) Uh-oh now he back wit his clique (Wit his clique) Got damn now they shootin outside (Outside) Yea baby I'll let you get a ride (Get a ride) I'mma make sure you make it home safe (Home safe) Matter fact we can stay at my place (My place) It's been waitin to erupt all night (All night) Them niggaz came to the club just to fight! Chorus 4x Yeah! |
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from Lil' Scrappy - The King of Crunk & Bme Recordings Present: Lil' Scrappy & Trillville (2004)
[Hook x1: Trillville (Lil Jon)]
Get some crunk in yo system (See) Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!) Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas) Get some crunk in yo system (They ain't seen me yet) Get some crunk in yo system (But they Still talkin) Get some crunk in yo system (Fuck a slide, I'ma just swing) Get some crunk in yo system (A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me) [Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)] Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon) Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon) Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon) Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!) [Dirty Mouth] I can feel it, ya hater's dont like it They see me at a show, them niggas get excited Cause they think they fixinta get me, but nigga i'm a riot By myself I'ma riot, so nigga dont try it Gun's I collect em, gun's for protection Gun's for that nigga that try me and learned a lesson Cause they dont say B.S'n, Im good with my weapon Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it I'm looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I'm a monster But it's too late cause I done signed for, a hundred or something Ain't nothing I'm ruthless, still producing Cut me a check or you'll find yo self toothless I'm Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing Niggas say I'm trill They aint hard I can prove it.........yeaaaah [Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)] Im sippin on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose Niggas gettin bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose Throwin signs up in the air, representing from where they came Iits the same shit in the club, niggas fightin man. Throwin bows and breaking chairs, niggas pullin hoes hair. Runnin through the club with they click cause they don't care Screamin out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride If you think I'm lyin then you pussy niggas bet not try I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho Busting niggas brain yo, for fucking with my game ho Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard. I'ma pull yo card, for actin hard, down the boulevard nigga. (cmon) [Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)] Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works Take off my fuckin shirt, I'm reppin to the dirt I'm reppin to the grave, I'm reppin for the A I'm ridin 21, on my Impala son I'm smokin big dro, I'm with the red ho. Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door Off the hinges, I'm relentless I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen) Amen , I works hard for the south These niggas playin hard wit they thumb in they mouth The house, the car, these bitches bustin out they bras Just so they can show they titties to a star. Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too I'm ready to ride, so whats up boo? (yeaaah) Keepin it real, Keepin it trill Reppin the ville, I sho will [Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)] [Hook x2] |
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from Pastor Troy - Universal Soldier (2002)
4 tha hustlaz
4 tha hustlaz 4 my hustlaz 4 my hustlaz Aiyo, this ya boy PT right This for all them niggaz down tha road Everybody staying down in this mother fucking game Be real all my niggaz Much love out here for this song, 4my hustlaz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that uh, ride for the dayz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz on tha grind everyday 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that be breakin' tha rules 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wearin' red and blue 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit money on they mind 4 my hustlaz At the club fresh off tha grind 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that ride for P.T. 4 my hustlaz Tha D. tha S. tha G.B. Started out at da bottom of da barrel hommie Had to deal wit dis fuck niggaz hatin' on me Hangin' on me, we headed to da top Da big boy drop, went ta chillin' on da block Wit polo socks nigga Da sun shinin' of my shade frame Look who made it out da dope game Yeah, nigga from nicks to dimes From dimes to quater keys I stacked me some cheese And went ta bumpin' these c.d's And now you see me on yo tube live and direct See a nigga swang to da bank I'm cashin' checks Or betta yet I'm shakin' dat muthafucka From da ATL to Augusta, 4 my hustlaz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that uh, ride for the dayz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz on tha grind everyday 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that be breakin' tha rules 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wearin' red and blue 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit money on they mind 4 my hustlaz At the club fresh off tha grind 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that ride for P.T. 4 my hustlaz Tha D. tha S. tha G.B Started out at da bottom of da barrel hommie Had to deal wit dis fuck niggaz hatin' on me Hangin' on me, we headed to da top Da big boy drop, went ta chillin' on da block Wit polo socks nigga Da sun shinin' of my shade frame Look who made it out da dope game Yeah, nigga from nicks to dimes From dimes to quater keys I stacked me some cheese And went ta bumpin' these c.d's And now you see me on yo tube live and direct See a nigga swang to da bank I'm cashin' checks Or betta yet I'm shakin' dat muthafucka From da ATL to Augusta, 4 my hustlaz 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz 'cross tha state 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz slangin' that weight 4 my hustlaz Hire best to flip ya legit 4 my hustlaz Let tha crackers sell that shit 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz peeping tha game 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that want to have fame 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that grind to pay bills 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that grind to buy a meal 4 my hustlaz Niggaz ain't got no degree 4 my hustlaz Still making money 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit fear of tha Lord 4 my hustlaz Niggaz in tha night sword 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit tithes to tha streetz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that ride wit tha heat 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit 36 O's 4 my hustlaz Yea nigga, tha life I chose, 4 tha hustlaz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that uh, ride for the dayz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz on tha grind everyday 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that be breakin' tha rules 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wearin' red and blue 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit money on they mind 4 my hustlaz At the club fresh off tha grind 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that ride for P.T. 4 my hustlaz Tha D. tha S. tha G.B. 4 my hustlaz Niggaz in dirty clothes 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit no love for hoes 4 my hustlaz Niggaz makin' easy cheese 4 my hustlaz Niggaz movin' major keys 4 my hustlaz Niggaz ridin' big body cars 4 my hustlaz Niggaz they call track stars 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that hate rice treats 4 my hustlaz Got tha 88 wit tha beat 4 my hustlaz Niggaz ridin 30 uh vogues 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz down tha road 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz offin' tha feds 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz bustin' heads 4 my hustlaz My niggaz on tha east side 4 my hustlaz My niggaz on the west side 4 my hustlaz My niggaz on tha north side 4 my hustlaz South side, nigga we ride 4 tha hustlaz 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that uh, ride for the days 4 my hustlaz Niggaz on tha grind everyday 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that be breakin' tha rules 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wearin' red and blue 4 my hustlaz Niggaz wit money on they mind 4 my hustlaz At the club fresh off tha grind 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that ride for P.T. 4 my hustlaz Tha D. tha S. tha G.B Yo, yo, yo, y'all know wassup This ya boy, PT Cruiser Representin' for all them gangsta ass hustlaz Everybody takin' penetintary chances, nigga Y'all know wassup D.S.G.B. got love for ya baby Whatever to make this shit happen Now get this mother fucker poppin' 'Cuz we ain't stoppin' |
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from Pastor Troy - Universal Soldier (2002)
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha Oooooooh Baby what's your name? Oooooooh Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans? Hell naw!) Oooooooh I heard you was from Atlanta Oooooooh But baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know Are we cuttin'?! Are we cuttin'?! Are we cuttin'?! Oooooooh She won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut tonight [ - Pastor Troy] Yeah, Friday night (yeah) Yeah, ballin holmes (yeah) Got a nigga smellin fresh as a rose Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes (cause y'all!) Sharp as a knife, and this is the life Pastorrr, ya tell me how ya love that? Let a nigga see that pussy crack, where you at? (uh) The dance flo' (yeah) that's my shit (yeah) Baby girl let ya hair down Show a nigga what you workin wit, twerkin wit I ammm low-key You don't wanna leave? (c'mon baby) You don't wanna go back to the suite (c'mon) Let you caress my feet, huh Now what you wanna know? Off the chain! Damn! Damn boo Where ya been all my lifetime? Let me fuck ya 'til the sun shine (uh huh) uh huh (uh huh) What I do? (whoaa) Mind my bizz No I can't take ya home wit me Baby girl, it is what it is, show biz Saturday morn' (damn!) damn I'm weak Knew whassup when you came to the room Talkin about gettin some sleep She's the, the-truth, shorty got loose Sorry, but all I needed was a pretty red substitute [ ] [ - Ms. Jade] What you talkin? I, bring heat when it's hawkin Cause I, can't stand a man that don't understand I'm weighing kilos and grams the bitch wit the upper-hand I'm, bout to kill it; you, dealin wit the realest Fuck the strawberry's and chocolate (ohh) Hennessy and a condom, say they kissin and grindin It's all about the timin; I, really like "Vice Versa" But, tonight's much worser, and um Philly chick you only travel wit for best of men Hand me out Atlanta just to see 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 how money make you undress And so tell me |
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from Pastor Troy - Universal Soldier (2002)
I am a real American Fight for the rights of every man When it rain it pours, thunder and lightning These cowards is trifling They got me, watching for high jackers Watching for terrorism, bet I ain't playin with 'em The nine get 'em It's horror when you don't know if you gone ever see tomorrow Or your partner, maybe a loved one, maybe your auntie Think you gone take from me, well then it's on g Jesus is coming back, soon as he lay attack I bust my rifle, I'll wave my bible Crankin' my army up because we know what' up They hit pentagon and now it's Babylon Bless AmericaAmerica, no country like it America, let's get united We all fightin A couple cases of anthrax Though I ain't sweatin Me and my homies got army gadgets No it aint magic You bomb me, I bomb you This is a ?? Pastor sucka, U.S Marines, Army, Navy on the same team It's not a dream, its reality Miseducated, to all casualty You capture me, I'mma be dumpin something I'm from America buddy you better tell him something Usama Bin Laden, we see you, we blasting Buddy we want you, dead or alive And when we catch you, got a surprise Fuck the Taliban, fuck the marathon Sucka, fuck everything, and just let freedom ring Bless America |
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from Pastor Troy - Universal Soldier (2002)
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 that bitch off the chain Yeah, ya'll niggas know what time it is PT in the house (nigga) A yo and this is for everybody bustin' bottles Give me a P, give me an A, give me a S, give me a T Give me a P, give me a T Hold up, wait a minute Let PT, with gangsta in it Fin'sta win it I'm talkin' 'bout the trophy Got me chillin' with this bitch name Sophie She say she know me from one night in the Vail Then say I was smokin', tellin' her to inhale it Now that sounds like me The mutha fuckin' Pastor nigga the ole G DSGB tat' across my chest And hell yeah nigga I put that shit in my flesh The be for best, but these bustas just keep on poppin' Know when they play my shit the club rockin' You niggas watchin' My thirty-two is in 'tact Got that tuck between my dick and nut sack I bet security didn't keep steppin' I'm on the dance floe' wit' my weapon Chug-A-Lug When I step off in the club we Chug-A-Lug When I step off in the club we Chug-A-Lug I'mma role up wit' these thugs that Chug-A-Lug Puts a back in that mug we Chug-A-Lug Nigga, yeah (yeah) Ever seen a remmy bottle this big? Just an imagine how it gone feel against ya' wig ?? pussy ass nigga, my nig' Take another swig Throw up my set Dog tags hanging like a Vietnam vet' Some bitches sweat And some niggas looking dirty Mad wit' me 'cause they in the club thirsty I'm talkin' 'bout tongue hanging down to they throat Broke ass nigga talkin' 'bout they saleing dope Look hea' folk, let us leave the bar If you ain't got no money, then take ya' ass to ya' car Ya' dealing' with a star Far from sulfa Ya' catch me in a Benz or the Rover, it's ova I buss a mutha fuckin bottle wit' my cuz' Toast each other and Chug-A-Lug |
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from Pastor Troy - Universal Soldier (2002)
Raise Me a soldier
Artist:PASTOR TROY CD:UNIVERSIAL SOLDIER Song Title:Raise me a soldier Track #10 Talking before the Song: I Cant wait to have a son, Lil PT Nigga, Lil Pastor Troy (Its gonna be real) .............................. Anybnody can be a daddy, it take a real man to be a father, (this dedicated to all them niggaz takin care of they responsibility its on...keep it real). I think back home how i was raised, and how it is now, and i'm Half the man. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Man i'm played the fuck out, and i cant do nothin bout it my pop pushed me when i pouted, then he grabbed me and shouted Nigga thugz make this earth revolve, all the simple shit that these mothafukaz cant solve..we forgotten Now i aint gon' spoil you rotten, you's a punk if you's a nigga while punks pull pranks us real niggaz pull triggers And i figure that like father, like son..fuk the pack man, lets buy the 50 pack and a gun Dont mean to take away yo fun, whats mo fun than money and even when you move a-tons pay yo tides on sunday Lets understand that the big man is Jesus Christ Give him repect and them devils cant fuck wit yo life Cause they'll entice you wit anything, bitches and broads wit bright ideas Nigga...close yo ears or yo money dissapear, took me years fo i'd seen the light And i'ma tell my son his great-father was right, like my father sat me down now sit down my boy And make him 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 them crakaz gonna teach in school, i teach him home Teach him shit he would have neva know, i teach him how to clip the dope and how to chop his rocks I do it all for tha ship off tha old block..cause dats my blood I'ma raise me a soldier, a soldier. I'ma raise me a soldier..a soldier, put my faith in Jahovah..Jahovah, teach me how to raise my soldier, my soldier! My son, the one thats gon' take over the throne, and he'll me atone When them bustaz doin wrong, its bound to happen And i can see him laughing at trials and tribulations Holla'in at the hoes help them wit they situations Manipulation..? come on he'll be like me And when niggaz knock his shit, he gon' tell em wit the quick Theres a million ways to get to the top of the mountain But the view is all the same, so fuck it i'ma a slang He gone understand the his name the game bendin all the rules So prove the move you make, cause nigga dats yo fate gon' take a few mistakes but as long as he learn Even the bird didnt know, just go get the worm And he gonna earn mo blessings, his blessings teach his son, his son gonna teach his boy, and reunions we'll enjoy The visions of a Troy President of this nation Brings a tear to my eye..What thugz aint 'pose to cry? I rely on my intuition, and my position, God gon' bring me to a stong position Now would ya'll listen, that the cristian and i cry for days, another child. To raise him to the worldly ways..dats my blood I'ma raise me a soldier, a soldier. I'ma raise me a soldier..a soldier, put my faith in Jahovah..Jahovah, teach me how to raise my soldier, my soldier! |
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