Pastor Troy - It's Too Late Now, We Ready! lyrics

Troy: What that shit talking
Guy: Uh, Pastor Troy troy: Get the fuck away
From my motherfuckin door
Guy: (Knocking on door) This P nigga, I'mma sign you up nigga
Troy: I do not feel like being disturbed
Guy: That DSGB album was straight my nigga
Troy: Will you please get away
From my motherfuckin door guy: UUGGHHH!
Troy: I'll probly let your ass in

Nigga and I ain't never going to the door
Without my piece
I don't know who's on the other side
Beauty or beast
And If I do just happen to die
Fuck that shit
I hope they bury me and drop me quick
I'm getting sick
Thinkin bout my so called enemies
Til I explode
Grab the motherfucking 45, it's lock and load
And all these other pussy motherfuckers
They in danger it's the wrong nigga to anger
The fucking dope

Slanger showed me how to do what I got to do
In this industry to make a livin
While all of my intentions was
To avoid the prison
I'm still listenin for the Lord to
Tell me that I'm forgiven
I'm drivin to the point of
No return where water burn
I learn that nobody out here
Really gives a damn i know I sell dope
I know I bust on bitches but from bitches
So my nigga shit I am who I am
And yeah though I walk through the
Valley of the shadow of death
It's pitch black so the shadow is a scene

I hear a faint voice red alert
Fuck that dirt and who you hurt
Young nigga persue your dreams
I started sellin dope when I was younger
What would you choose
Sell motherfuckin dope or hunger
It's up to you but for me and the route I
Chose it wasn't my choice
Who's opinion who I need to voice
Just thank about it you's that
Nigga with no family ain't got no money
So you can't afford no sanity
They thank it's funny
So you run across the Tec
9 to kill the laughin
Then they say they can't believe this happen
Actions speak louder than words
This counries yelling
And do we go to Heaven or
Hell it ain't no telling
I put my trust in God and whats
The odds of who's the saver
Fuck em please come back savior

Cuz it's like this I don't speak
So they fuck my shit
And now I'm faced with these
Crimes that I ain't commit
And It's fucked up cuz them
Bitches be the main ones
They wanna stick a nigga for some
Shit they say he done
These motherfuckers talking all about
My danm fun while toting guns
Death is gonna be the outcome
For all them niggas
Drink my liquor put my trust in God
I know that I must beat the odds
But this shit is hard
I disregard everything that they
Taught in school with no diploma making move
Nigga who's the fool
As I sit with my strategy the game begin
And the Lord take my life from
Me I crack a grin

Ha, Ha, Ha to friends tha missed the smiling
Have no remorse nigga me and Jesus wildin
Like thugs
Cheifing leaves, and drinkin Hennessy
Like on the corner
Picture God feelin marijuana
As I relax and devilish demonds disapear
I got the feeling that a
Nigga gonna love it here i take ya Biblical
Yall stay crunk off Mystikal
Stay crunk off of P
As long as motherfuckin Georgia
Can listen to me we Ready

We ready nigga we ain't giving
A fuck about nobody
Cuz we ain't got shit to loose
I ain't got shit i ain't jealous of these
Little lame motherfuckaz