Pastor Troy - Help Me Rhonda lyrics

Hey, Troy, hey man
KD called, know what I'm saying, he left a
Message said it'd bout, know what i'm saying
'bout three or four niggas down here
In Augsuta with ten blocks
Know what i'm saying? You know we
Fucked up, know what i'm saying
You wanna get them niggas
That's our way out

Shit, Peter, that's right, shit
'bout to be straight, cuz

Man, shit, we ain't even gotta do it
My nigga i know this nigga, that shit
Say he wanna be down with something
Nigga named Big Tomb, shit, we'll let
Him go do the shit, what's up?

Naw, Naw, they say he bury a mutha fucka



For real, well, what's up?

I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it
I got it i got that bitch named Rhonda

What? For real? She deadass?

Yeah, she ready

Yeah, this for all those Down
South Georgia Girls that
Stand shonuff by they nigga it ain't many
Though many claim to be mine named Rhonda

Realest bitch in the house

KD had called and gave me the word
Said this nigga had ten birds
In Augusta for the week from the islands
As soon as K told me this shit
I started smiling
Cause all I could see, my money piling
Shit, on top of money
Now Haitian with the money for the week
And Chesapeake
The heat made my nigga take a break
If I could catch all 10 of them bitches
And I don't look suspicious
I'ma sell the fucking quart for
The 'A' the ha ha
As I told K bye bye, he shot me advice
If you gone do it nigga do it nigga
Fuck thinking twice

This is ya nigga for life
Go fight 'em fire for fire
Hit my hip when you finish
Said his calling card expired
Hung up the phone
Contemplating on who help me do it
There's Kia and Jessica and
Then Rhonda Truitt
Now, Jessica to stupid and Kia lie to much
I guess I'll take Rhonda
Cause Rhonda don't give a fuck
But first I got to pump her up
I'm give her what, 10 g's

Tell her if she really love me
She would do this for me
Eternally we'll be together for
Better or for worse but first we got to take
These niggas to the hearse
Burst in they shit
Get the bricks come back out
I'm be waiting in the chevy
You know I'm ready to take em' out
If they front 'cha baby, come on
We make it we rich
Come on, shit, Rhonda, my down ass bitch

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

Well I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo realer than reality (well uh huh)
Fuck that dumb shit (uh huh)
It take nothing to a casualty (what)
FBI be after me, quarter ki in my womanly
(uh huh) coming back from St croix
First lady to Pastor Troy (well come on)
Even I'm a Georgia Boy
Cause boy I'm ready jack (well uh huh)
All you got to say is where
Them pussy niggas hangin' at (well uh huh)
Drop it like a maniac (uh huh)
Set it off by myself (well uh huh)
Fuck them pussy motherfuckers and
Who ever else

Okay baby, you set it off
There will be no more living single
I'll be ready to tie that knot after
We lick them for them blocks
Grab the Glock, and shoot out the lot
And keep on bustin'
Then I'm gone bust in cussin' and
Leave his punk ass fa' nothing
Now what's in store for you is 10 g's
(That's enough for me
I don't give a fat fuck
What's the fucking hold up?)
About this time I saw a truck, to a familiar
K had said them motherfuckers
Had a truck similar
Passengers are him and her
Playing some reggae shit
Two Aks, me and my bitch
One false move we gone spit
Guess the driver thank he slick
Dread head motherfucker
Guess he most be know my bitch
Rhonda watch them motherfuckers
That owe 'em money, that what
With KD in Chesapeake
Heard that when he spoke with me and
Now her folk wanna smoke me
If he had the keys all I can do now is wonder
But for now me and Rhonda filling
'em up with the thunder

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty

(Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda)
I'm the realist bitch
I'm mo' realer than reality
Fuck that dumb shit
It take nothing to a casualty