[Verse 1]
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Some gold glock started as Castor (Castor)
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Naw nigga its the motherfuckin' Pastor (Pastor)
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Ready to rapcha
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Hittin' my slap shift
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Sumin' of the fifth
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Let's burn another splif
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Pussy rowling, ass end of the weed
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Lick the barel of my motherfuckin' Desert Ease'
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And they ain't believe I'm on top of shit, straight rock ya shit
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Ok fuck the props and shit
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'Cause when it all falls down
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I'm shooting everybody around
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You better get down
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You better take cover
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It's Pastor Troy I'mma killa motherfucker
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I just brought the Ferrari, fire red of the lot
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Damn what kinda money y'all got?
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And then I heard yo new cd it sound soft
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Fuck witcha boy PT and Face Off (Face Off nigga)
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[Chorus]
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Arrrre (who want war) you reaaaady? (who want war) we ready
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Arrrre (who want war) you reaaaady? (who want war) we ready
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Arrrre (who want war) you reaaaady? (who want war) we ready
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Arrrre (who want war) you reaaaady? (who want war) we ready
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[Verse 2]
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Verse 2 nigga, yeah
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Even when I sin catch the first stone
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Cross the line and get motherfuckin' rolled on
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(blow) It's full blown, like motherfuckin' 'nades
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Hand grenades
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Mistakes you shouldn't made
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But you did as a kid, the gun slagga
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Mom and pops knew I would be a gang banga
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But I ain't had to rock the red or rock the bluuue
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I had a mil' before I hit twenty two
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But look at you, you still workin' all fronts
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You might as well sell blunts
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Why don't you go post up in magic city
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Sale cigars, while I'm tippin' me some tities
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Naw you can go to LA and [?]
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You can be the one who parks my Benz
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If that's even what I'm driving
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I got so many cars, don't know what to ride (again)
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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I gotta lesson that y'all need to learn
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Smith and Western, this court is adjourned
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A bad perm and a seven page rap sheet
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I came up out the fuckin' suite, now lets see
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Fifty thousand, in the club wildin'
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Everythangs free on ya boy PT
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Ya' see, some out here just have to wait
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GOD already prepared yo' plate
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When circumstance, sealed like your last chance
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Pray to the Lord and help you advance
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And you can, and you can, and you can
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And you can, until he comes again
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To win don't always mean to always come first
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Don't wanna be first ridin' in a hurst
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I rather live life, chill with the wife
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This is my sacrifice (sacrifice)
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[Chorus]
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WWW? (Who Wants War)
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Pastor Troy |