Текст Pastor Troy – Down To Ride
Текст:
Intro:
Huh… yeah, (Pt Crisuer) A-Town To Sack Town, (A — Town to sack town like this here) Ya’ll Know (916 nigga) (Yeeah) Yeah
A Yo Man If you gon ride a nigga… Make Sho Dat nigga down 2 ride 4 you, (Ride 4 you nigga… PT Cruiser) Pastor… Verse 1 (Yeeah)
Verse 1:
In Da black SS, Dat 96
With dat Teflon vest, ready 2 hit
A nIgga up 4 da work, I know he got it
N Ain’t Bout 2 be A whole Lotta talk About it
Smoke a fat blunt, just 2 get my mind right
Put some bullets in my clip, so my nine tight
Ready to ride, You thank I Give a fuck!
Walk Up In da studio N hit dey ass up
1st nigga buck, 1st nigga gettin fired
Da Mothafuckin gun smoke get me high
Come up bout to change it, don’t come up bout 2 roll it
Yeah I’m da pastor, but I ain’t holy
Molly, Gun shots burst out da back
My Mothafuckin homeboi had my back
Back to dat in crime I take pride
(Huh) N mine gon ride
With dat Teflon vest, ready 2 hit
A nIgga up 4 da work, I know he got it
N Ain’t Bout 2 be A whole Lotta talk About it
Smoke a fat blunt, just 2 get my mind right
Put some bullets in my clip, so my nine tight
Ready to ride, You thank I Give a fuck!
Walk Up In da studio N hit dey ass up
1st nigga buck, 1st nigga gettin fired
Da Mothafuckin gun smoke get me high
Come up bout to change it, don’t come up bout 2 roll it
Yeah I’m da pastor, but I ain’t holy
Molly, Gun shots burst out da back
My Mothafuckin homeboi had my back
Back to dat in crime I take pride
(Huh) N mine gon ride
Chorus:
N I’m a ride 4 my niggaz datz down to ride x8
Verse 2:
My Momma told me everybody ain’t ya friend boy
Wind up by yourself in da pin boy
Dem niggaz snitches dey tell it if dey know it
N I ain’t bout 2 let no weak nigga blow it
Sow it, Got 2 be a way 4 me
2 figure out who keep it real N see who really G
I got niggaz say dey down to ride
Real niggaz know dey down to ride
So I dig in my pocket all my money is spent
(Huh Huh) Who da fuck gon represent
4 or 5 niggaz all dressed in black
Wearin black leather gloves holdin gats N bats (Yeeah)
Strapped up lookin 4 somebody to hit
Nothin gonna help me, but a nice lick
N I’m runnin outta time
My Back against da wall, N I’m a ride 4 minez
So I dig in my pocket all my money is spent
(Huh Huh) Who da fuck gon represent
4 or 5 niggaz all dressed in black
Wearin black leather gloves holdin gats N bats (Yeeah)
Strapped up lookin 4 somebody to hit
Nothin gonna help me, but a nice lick
N I’m runnin outta time
My Back against da wall, N I’m a ride 4 minez
Chorus:
N I’m a ride 4 my niggaz datz down to ride x8
Talkin respresentin
Chorus:
N I’m a ride 4 my niggaz datz down to ride x8