D-Town-Pastor Troy

D-Town - Pastor Troy [Pastor Troy] I'm the muthaf**king president (come on, come on) 3x Watch how I represent Verse 1: From the land where the constitution stand while niggas stumbling Wondering, who is gone step up and stop the mumbling? We all complain for better things But who gonna bring the pain to make these muthaf**kers shame They weigh My brother taught me that crime pays We run up in another ni**a sh*t with a.k.'s and Mob thirds Who gone have the last word? Yo team or mine Why don't we just rob them crackers blind Quit being shine My mind upsets me cause niggas a stress me If yo a** don't wanna be set free, Don't hinder me I can see it from a mile away I hate these muthaf**kers But I love the game they play Like they so innocent I know them f**king crackers bent Cause niggas bent too Look at all I been through And I'm still running Grab yo gun and grab yo bullet proof But do not come if you ain't gone put yo sh*t to use Cause this a muthaf**king war Hook: 4x Uncle Sam what's yo ransom I got yo nieces Please, don't make me blow these ho's to pieces Cause they increasing Verse 2: Uncle Sam what's yo ransom Tell me what's up Got a message for the Pentagon You f**king up 50 bucks and a canteen Dogding the trap never will I join the army b**ch! Don't make me laugh It's war My niggas is burning and giving in Either you roll with them or they throw you in the pin To win, was all I ever wanted to do Would you do it for me (No) Then I can't do it for you A soulja buddy, I was born on the base Uncle Sam want who?, Get the f**k up out my face The case is closed I can't be treated like a ho No push-ups, no sit-ups, I tell ya hell no I been in the army 22 years to today I rock my fatigues, I rock my muthaf**king yay I sweep on the bump and let it rid e on y'all punks The streets my army and I been ready off the jump Muthaf**kers I'ma soulja