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Verse 1 Pastor Troy
I heard some b*tch as* had an attitude
I eat 'em up like some motherfkin dog food
I know it sounds rude It's suppost to
And p*ssy nigg* I motherfkin own you
On the radio talkin bout this and that
I stay home listen and cleanin my gat
At first they like Pastor Troy can't belive 'em
Kick in the door and then motherfkin eat 'em
Snap his as* up then
Then attack his friends
Then slap that b*tch and she motherfkin friends
To the end it's motherfkin on hoe
It's Pastor troy and I'm havin fun hoe
Chorus
I don't think they wanna fk with the murda man
fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man
I don't think they wanna fk with the murda man
fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man
I don't think they wanna fk with the murda man
fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man
I don't think they wanna fk with the murda man
fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man fk wit the murda man
Verse 2 Pastor Troy
Verse 2 I'ma ride on BME
Man what the fk is BME
Y'all ain't BMF
I can hadle y'all girls by my d*mn self
fk lil scr*ppy, fk lil jon, fk don p and his son
fk big sam, fk lil bo
You know who it is it's PT hoe
fk crime mob whose it to
I heard the song it's bulls**t boo
Cross eyed b*stards fkin wit me
You know I'm a G
Ya boy PT
I keep ridin hard ridin strong
Suck my d*ck scr*ppy my d*ck is long
You played me wrong
I'm not the one
Outside the club wit my tommy gun
You know me nigg* I shoot the crowd
It's DSGB and I say it loud
Say it proud fck BME
Cuz y'all p*ssy as* can't fk wit me
Chorus