Pastor Troy - F*** 'Em Lyrics
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F*** 'Em
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What Are The Lyrics For F*** 'Em By Pastor Troy?
Yo yo, Bone Crusher
Ya'll know what time it is Yeah nigga, this your boy Pastor Troy Check it out, I'm a tell ya'll David Banner, Mississippi to Atlanta nigga These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz My mind on money, what the hell you thinkin' bout? The cars, the broads, the stocks, the house To find my mouth, I'm spittin' flames wit Banner Mississippi puttin' it down wit Atlanta No cameras, bitch this ain't no camera trick Ain't no stunt man needed, bitch you best to believe it Some niggaz say I'm conceited, I say you God damn right Them same motherfuckin' niggaz gon' get robbed tonight You wanna crank up the fight? I wanna crank up the war These niggaz takin' me light, how you gon' take the .44? I ain't no hoe my nigga, so don't you tamp-on me Leave ya R.I.P., bitch this DSGB You see the horns on my head? Nigga you know I'm the devil And I pack heavy metal, what the f*ck you gon' settle? Bitch you better settle down I'm a real ass nigga I'm strictly bout my scrilla, motherfuck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz Hush lil' balla, gangsta cap peela Who I be? this Mississippi trill nigga F*ck a hater bitch, suck a dis I'm down to take 9 wit a thirty somethin' clip And bust it on a bitch, to me it ain't shit I ain't did nothin' but praise God and my clip So come to Mississippi and we takin' yo hoes, pick in yo dome Boom, hoes and clothes wit black .44s and Calico's Give a f*ck what a bitch nigga know, you know this You gettin' stuck like Al Green and a bitch wit some hot grits Tell 'em Yankees this a new day Ya'll gon' speak about Mississippi in a new way I got some peelas in Atlanta holla, "You way" And spellin' red rum backwards in yo two way, all life These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz Now put yo bangers up Now put yo fingers up Now put yo fingers up Now put yo fingers up Police wanna stop the trill, f*ck them niggaz Wanna ride in the chromie grill, f*ck them niggaz I'm a bust the blue steel, f*ck them niggaz How you's gon' hate wit a stack of mill? F*ck them niggaz Girl get loose and pop the pill, f*ck them niggaz You my down wit a bitch a feel, f*ck them niggaz Get loose, get neck, or get high tonight Tell em thugs get ya boys we gon ride tonight If I die tonight, man f*ck em all good 'Cause I left this bitch quiver left And would ride man choo What this hoe really wan' do? F*ck or suck the stick Like ooh, don't f*ck me naw nigga, f*ck you Two, three in your face till you're blue, black Would you f*ck her wit a jack top man? I'll shoot ya in your back like blat, blat, blat Yeah, f*ck them niggaz Yeah, yeah, f*ck them niggaz Say f*ck them niggaz, f*ck them niggaz Say f*ck them niggaz, f*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna hate? F*ck them niggaz These niggaz wanna mug, f*ck them niggaz Wanna run up on a thug? F*ck them niggaz I'm a pump them a slug, f*ck them niggaz ... |
Who Wrote F*** 'Em By Pastor Troy?
Lavell W. Crump, Micah Troy, Wayne Jr. Hardnett
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What's The Duration Of The F*** 'Em By Pastor Troy?The duration of F*** 'Em is 5:47 minutes and seconds. |
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