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| PASTOR TROY | The Congregation |
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Uh-huh:Uh-huh:Uh-huh:Uh-huh
Come on: Uh-huh:Uh-huh
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
The Congregation we gone give you what you want (come on)
R-e-s-p-e-c-t
We rollin wit dis in the trunk
Told em when we hit the streets that we gone make em all jump
Kept em crunk
Screaming out The Congregation off the whip
Popping clips
Haters trip
Have some shit to make em dip
Turn out these shows
Got these hoes shaking ass now
This just how we got em now
Pimping got em breaking out
Stop em with these dicks
We ghetto building on my block and stuff
Break em off when we getting buff
Stepping off in this thing what
Too much for the ??
We conducting like a firm
Told yall haters its our turn
See we on fire
Just watch and learn
This the way that we gone do it from the south
Nigga whatever here on out
In the game S.M.K. gone put em level
Break it down!
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
The Congregation we gone give you what you want (come on)
I wonder what would Jesus do, if he was in my position
Would he grab for them gats
Waiting for ammunition
Ima bout to blast with it
Hit em with the purple Expedition
Cause DJ ?? stay running his mouth
Must dont know where Im from
Dirty South affiliated
Killers and cons
Dirty South affiliated
Niggas with guns
Im making flashes to the man in the booth
To get em crunk
So you know just what I got up and did
I got em crunk
Congregation off in it hit em hard as we could
So if you ready say you ready
Then its all understood
Riding dirty to the flo
We get up in it for free
South Memphis Kings and Pastor Troy
This what yall waiting to see
Break it down!
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
The Congregation we gone give you what you want (come on)
At 16 I was hustling trying to get paid
Trying to make a damn dollar for I go in my grave
Pimp a been paid
I was only short in my days
The way I been paid
Only cause Im ducking them feds
This world of crime
Kept me in the street trying to grind
Bumping my mind
Cause thats how the system designed
Im sick of struggling
Im sick of hustling
Im sick of running from the feds trying to bust again
Im trying to maintain
One foot stuck in the game
Im living lavish man
Im use to having thangs
But cause Im down for whatever
Cause T-Mac show no luv
2 gats on my side
Cause this whole world dying
Break it down!
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
Yall know what yall want (uh-huh)
The Congregation we gone give you what you want (come on)
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