Pastor Troy Lyrics: It's Too Late Now We Ready! Lyrics

Pastor Troy - It's Too Late Now We Ready!

Troy:What that shit talking

Guy:Uh Pastor Troy

Troy:Get the fuck away from my motherfuckin door

Guy:(Knocking on door)This P nigga 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 my motherfuckin door

Guy:UUGGHHH!

Troy:I'll probly let your ass in

Nigga and I ain't never going to the door,without my peice

I don't know who's on the other side,you get a peice

And If I do just happen to die,fuck that shit

I hope they burry me and drop me quick

I getting sick,

Thinkin bout my so called enemies,till I explode

Grab the motherfucking 45,it's lock and load

And all these other pussy motherfuckers,they in danger

It's the wrong nigga to anger

The fucking dope

Slanger showed me how to do,whatI got to do

In this industry to make a livin

While all of my intensions was to avoid the prison

I'm still listenin for the Lord to tell me that I'm forgiven

I'm drivin to the point of no return

Where water burn

I learn that nobody out here really gives a danm

I know I sell dope,I know I bust on bitches but from bitches

So my nigga shit I am who I am

And Yay

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,Its pitch black so

the shadow is a scene,

I hear a faint voice red alert

Fuck that dirt and who you hurt

Young nigga persue your dreams

I started sellin dope when I was younger

What would you choose

Sell motherfuckin dope or hunger

It's up to you

But for me and the route I chose it wasn't my chioce

Who's opinion who I need to voice

Just thank about it you's that nigga with no family

Ain't got no money

So you cant afford no saminy

They thank it's funny

So you run across the tech 9 to kill the laughin

Then they say they can't believe this happen

Actions speak louder than words this counries yelling

And do we go to Heaven or Hell it ain't no telling

I put my trust in God and whats the odds of who's the saver

Fuck em please come back savior

Cuz it's like this I don't speak so they fuck my shit

And now I'm faced with these crimes that I aint commit

And It's fucked up cuz them bitches be the main ones

They wanna stick a nigga for some shit they say he done

These motherfuckers talking all about my danm fun

While toting guns, death is gonna be the outcome

For all them niggaz, drink my liquor put my trust in God

I know that I must beat the odds, but this shit is hard

I disregard everything that they taught in school

With no diploma making move nigga who's the fool

As I sit with my strategy the game begin

And the Lord take my life from me I crack a grin

Ha, Ha, Ha

To friends tha missed the smiling

Have no remorse nigga me and Jesus wildin, li

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