Pastor Troy - Havin' A Bad Day lyrics
[Pastor Troy - Havin' A Bad Day lyrics]
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day
Sometimes I get in a mood when
A nigga wanna hate this
Sitting back watching niggas die
You don't really wanna face this
If you niggas want it
I'm take 'em all down with some buck fire
Flip 'em off with a couple of rounds
Hundreds in my clip like that
When I click clack with my click better what
Coming from the waist better what
Eleven finna hit 'em with the what
Troy finna hit 'em with the what
Kill 'em all when they be thinking
That I'm playing with 'em
Knowing that we gone get 'em
Watch how many bullets hit 'em
Leave 'em all dead aiming for the head
Running from the feds living for the bread
Y'all just don't know all the
Shit that niggas done said
Trying to get paid in a cold world
When it ain't all-to the good y'all
Wanna big ball wanna shot call
Wanna test this make a death wish
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day
I don't think you wanna fk with me
Cause I'm having a bad day
Sat up in my bed got out the wrong way
Reload my clips in both my ak's
Brush my head cause I ain't got no braids
Bad to the bone when a nigga get wrong
And I'm still bucking with my muthafkin' tone
Niggas you can't handle this
So leave this alone
I'm the type of nigga right
Even when I'm wrong
Jump out the ally making niggas get gone
Y'all ain't ready if you will then it's on
The Congregation got yo mind in a zone
That we kick better cover up ya dome
Cause it's gone be on till the break of dawn
In tha dirty dirty where
Them niggas riding chrome
Quick to bust a slug at a nigga take a plug
Got that nigga from my muthafking home
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day
I pump slugs pow, pow, pow, pow, plow
Yeah bitch, shit what the fk you saying now
My whole click
Been begging for this gangster shit
I pack a deadly weapon
Bitch I'm the crucifix
The Virgin Mary gave me head last night
I flipped her on her knees
Shook ya ass with that pipe
Nigga the whole fight between me and Lucifer
And I think he winning because
I be steady shooting it ain't nothing new to
The- - muthafking moon
I'm sent to hell cause heaven ran out of room
The sonic boom just like street fighter
But I drank gasoline and
I smoke muthafking lighters
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day
Sometimes I get in a mood when
A nigga wanna hate this
Sitting back watching niggas die
You don't really wanna face this
If you niggas want it
I'm take 'em all down with some buck fire
Flip 'em off with a couple of rounds
Hundreds in my clip like that
When I click clack with my click better what
Coming from the waist better what
Eleven finna hit 'em with the what
Troy finna hit 'em with the what
Kill 'em all when they be thinking
That I'm playing with 'em
Knowing that we gone get 'em
Watch how many bullets hit 'em
Leave 'em all dead aiming for the head
Running from the feds living for the bread
Y'all just don't know all the
Shit that niggas done said
Trying to get paid in a cold world
When it ain't all-to the good y'all
Wanna big ball wanna shot call
Wanna test this make a death wish
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day
I don't think you wanna fk with me
Cause I'm having a bad day
Sat up in my bed got out the wrong way
Reload my clips in both my ak's
Brush my head cause I ain't got no braids
Bad to the bone when a nigga get wrong
And I'm still bucking with my muthafkin' tone
Niggas you can't handle this
So leave this alone
I'm the type of nigga right
Even when I'm wrong
Jump out the ally making niggas get gone
Y'all ain't ready if you will then it's on
The Congregation got yo mind in a zone
That we kick better cover up ya dome
Cause it's gone be on till the break of dawn
In tha dirty dirty where
Them niggas riding chrome
Quick to bust a slug at a nigga take a plug
Got that nigga from my muthafking home
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day
I pump slugs pow, pow, pow, pow, plow
Yeah bitch, shit what the fk you saying now
My whole click
Been begging for this gangster shit
I pack a deadly weapon
Bitch I'm the crucifix
The Virgin Mary gave me head last night
I flipped her on her knees
Shook ya ass with that pipe
Nigga the whole fight between me and Lucifer
And I think he winning because
I be steady shooting it ain't nothing new to
The- - muthafking moon
I'm sent to hell cause heaven ran out of room
The sonic boom just like street fighter
But I drank gasoline and
I smoke muthafking lighters
Nigga don't fk with me I'm having a bad day