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a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangsta, gangsta

Yeah
I come creepin' through your hood in

(Hook)
E just lost his grandaddy I can't tell he ain't happy
We don't talk much but I been praying for him like a damn pastor
Always love on this end

a pastor (Uh-Huh)
This money gon' fill the void (Yeah)
By my lonely I feel destroyed (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to go cop some VLONE (Whoa-oh-oh-oh)
I'm 'bout to go

gotta be trippin, I will not be slippin, It is what it is and It is what is isn't, yeah!
I do not know, Lord, I do not know, but I been kickin insane game

See some quit it, 'cause they don't get it
(Kick it, Chuck)
Fire music, my aim is, forget what my name is
Yeah, I ain't famous to be famous
Remember

Another Head Put to Rest

Lil' Troy

Sittin' Fat Down South [Clean]

1998

a sad case, still want to test mine? 

Yeah this is Brad's race, and here comes the next rhyme 

You shoulda thought, before you stepped into

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'd only kill myself
To know what happens after
Or hear your laughter
And know

Holy Ghost-filled praise, Elohim
Battled suicide thoughts, 19
Yeah, yeah
Yah, yah
Yeah, yeah
Yah, yeah
Yah, yeah
Yah, yeah
Holy Ghost-filled praise,

Fuck my life tore it up into pieces
Every single night still wonder why I'm breathing
If I'd go to church, I'd see the pastor screaming
Line me up

heaven above  kissed by the sun

Have, have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul

Have mercy on me Have mercy on me
Have mercy on me Have mercy on me
Have

Echte Jungs

Frauenarzt

Echte Jungs

sogar Pastor Troy
Kohle auf dem Konto und Finanzamt hält die Hände auf
Bunker Undercover, schwarzes [?] Drecksgesetze, scheiß ich drauf
Noch mehr

They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

Bust It, Vol. 1

1995

(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another

They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

Maximum R&B

1997

(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another

Been studying truth since
I learned everyone around me is influent

Yeah, I'm pretty smart and pretty funny
Sweet and tart and slick as honey
Face

Wigging out I'm wigging out
Wigging out I'm wigging out
Wigging out I'm wigging out
Troy $in... ahh
Wigging out last Friday night I was sweating out

Citgo
Money coming in long like a trench coat
God always on point like a decimal
Almighty, oh yeah, incredible
Scratch that, no DJ, impeccable, Yep!
Ink

a pastor. Grew up with no father, I'm a rich bastard.
I don't really want that hoe boy you can have her.
I'm too busy in that trap makin' it add up.
Killin'

need to get your name, oh it's Mallory
My name is Troy I seen you walking by the gallery
And can I take you out on a date and get you a daiquiri
So I

Well All Rite Cha

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000

1998

Now these doors don't open til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right

Now these doors don't open  til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo  me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right

a dangerous lil' boy
'Member all them times I used to go Pastor Troy

Murda man, murda man, murda man
Really rich, I took a piss on my advance
Facts,

on her neck, I told her now you dancin'
Take her to the crib, 360, yeah, I gassed her
Now she call me daddy but you know I ain't her pastor (No)
I ain't

with me (yeah), I got the shovel with me (Yeah)
And you in the desert with me (huh), drugs, I got several in me (yeah)
Now dig your grave all by

More Bounce

Heavy D & the Boyz

Big Tyme

1989

One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
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