Текст (слова) песни: Pastor Troy - Stop Tryin

{*pastor troy and lil pete adlibs*}

[pastor troy]

They had me dodgin the law, while I was serving my raw

Though I was young in the game, a lot of things I saw

I just bought that fifty pack, and just believed in me

And with barely could ease, that fifty pack fit the peas

I got mo cheese than kraft, but teachers laughed at me

They asked me what would I be with out my damn degree

I told them they would see me on t.v. and videos

Im all about that money, yall can have them hoes

And I got goals, I know that I can do all things

Cause now I make my beats, I write, I sing

And pain was my stepping stone

Help me realize shit, even my ownll do me wrong

But yall a never stop me, cause see I got this game in order

Started off with a fifty pack, with dreams of a quarter

Catching that thing from the border, and leave my enemies crying

I will never be stopped, so you can stop ya tryin

Chorus: stop tryin nigga <repeat 8x>

[pastor troy]

Okay my money was mandatory, the glory of wealth

Its plenty niggas with promises, I keep them myself

Im 15 on this grind, but my age dont matter

All they want is that butter, from whoever come faster

And I was after a monoply, ambition to rule

Be the hitler of this game, if I keep my cool

Im counting money every morning from the previous night

Go and spend, ten with twin, heard he packing em tight

Im sitting right, Im right where I wanted to be

Aint no mo fifty packs for me, give me the whole ki

And Im sure that you agree that I be hard to stop

In the three, yes three, years, I went from block to block

And now these haters are hot, cause I done locked the counter

Got the calibur glock, because I know that they round me

Found me laughing at these pussy boys, making me sick

While yall be shooting for attention, I be shooting to hit

And who Im with dont matter, cause Im gone handle my own

Got them down south georgia boys in case you get wrong

It wont be long till doctors doing autopsy

Cause reason for death, its gone send back to me

Cause yall cant stop me, nigga, shit, this game in order

Started off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarter

Catching that thing from the border, leave my enemies cryin

I will never be stopped, so yall can stop ya tryin

Chorus

[pastor troy]

Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with cover

Send a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla

And they say that thats a small price, I disagree

If ya stuck between a small life, unlike me

I cant see myself going out, without a battle

Put the bomb on the stadium, aviod the hassle

Flip the tassle, Im a skull cap, I graduated

From the school of hard knocks, nigga, others aint make it

So I make it my duty to be richer than rudy, yeah ramo

Cause this here pay way mo, you decide

And aint no mo lettin me ride, hell nah shawty

Be starrin down the barrel of that autie

Dont test me, arrest me, Im out like gotti, without a clue

Tell the judge that they besta pop me, or die too!

County blue, not my forte

Im only comfortable when I got on that grind with what, with a a.k. and with a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip

Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it

Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin

And watch em pay, I aint the one

Many come up, until I dump em, but then they scatter

I leave ya mamma asking ya baby whats the matter

Im after ya ligaments, no movement

From down south georgia bitch, I represent!!!

Convince the jury, we done payed them off

Evidence dont matter, since they paid, you lost

Im the boss, that cost aint even worth conversation

Pastor troy, the pastor of the true congregation

Blood wasting if ya cross me, ya lost me cuz

Was a eye for a eye, now its slug for a slug!

June bug know I lay em low, that 44, he gots to go

Shit, he gots to go, shit

Nigga stop tryin nigga, stop tryin

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County blue, not my forte Im only comfortable when I got on that grind with what, with a a.k. and with a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin And watch em pay, I aint the one Many come up, until I dump em, but then they scatter I leave ya mamma asking ya baby whats the matter Im after ya ligaments, no movement From down south georgia bitch, I represent!!! Convince the jury, we done payed them off Evidence dont matter, since they paid, you lost Im the boss, that cost aint even worth conversation Pastor troy, the pastor of the true congregation Blood wasting if ya cross me, ya lost me cuz Was a eye for a eye, now its slug for a slug! June bug know I lay em low, that 44, he gots to go Shit, he gots to go, shit Nigga stop tryin nigga, stop tryin Нравится песня? 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