Pastor Troy - License To Kill lyrics

I'm out on a limb
II'm out on a limb-limb-limb
Well I'm Pastor Troy I got a license to kill
I shot that 50 calin your motherfckin' grill
Niggas talking shit but everybody
Got a tounge what you got to say when
I'm chillin' with my gun
PT nigga I got the license and I'm trifling
Catch him in his hood and
Get to motherfckin' sniping
I wish them niggas would but
Them niggas ain't real
A license- a license- a license to kill

I been in this game since
Them dukey roll chains
Chillin with my uncle off sellin' cocaine
Smoking weed with my friends when I was 10
Outside of the school
Drinking motherfckin' gin
Well I'm Pastor Troy I got a license to kill
I think you know what time it is
It's time to get real
Now what do we have here, a fck nigga in fear

I run this land you understand
I make my self clear
Well I'm Pastor Troy I got
The license to murk i leave them niggas dick
In the motherfckin' dirt
Been puttin' in work since I
Got my first pistol
From my 22 to my motherfckin' missile
A L-Ic-ense to kill
Extreme heat (huh) is all you feel

A 100 round 223 you can't dodge it
I put you on the beam
And I'm making my deposit
Rockets, grenades, and the machete
Military issue K cause I'm ready
I'm dumpin' and I'm dumpin' so
You better write your will
A license- a license- a license to kill