Pastor Troy
Murda Man 2
Verse 1 Pastor Troy
I heard some b*t*h a** n***as had an att**ude
I eat 'em up like some motherf**kin dog food
I know it sounds rude It's suppost to
And pu**y n***a I motherf**kin 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 motherf**kin eat 'em
Snap his a** up then
Then attack his friends
Then slap that b*t*h and she motherf**kin friends
To the end it's motherf**kin on hoe
It's Pastor troy and I'm havin fun hoe

Chorus
I don't think they wanna f**k with the murda man
F**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man
I don't think they wanna f**k with the murda man
F**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man
I don't think they wanna f**k with the murda man
F**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man
I don't think they wanna f**k with the murda man
F**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man f**k wit the murda man

Verse 2 Pastor Troy
Verse 2 I'ma ride on BME
Man what the f**k is BME
Y'all n***as ain't BMF
I can hadle y'all b*t*hes by my damn self
F**k lil scrappy, f**k lil jon, f**k don p and his son
F**k big sam, f**k lil bo
You know who it is it's PT hoe
F**k crime mob whose it to
I heard the song it's bullsh*t boo
Cross eyed b*st*rds f**kin wit me
You know I'm a G
Ya boy PT
I keep ridin hard ridin strong
Suck my d**k scrappy my d**k is long
You played me wrong
I'm not the one
Outside the club wit my tommy gun
You know me n***a I shoot the crowd
It's DSGB and I say it loud
Say it proud F**k BME
'cause y'all pu**y a** n***as can't f**k wit me

Chorus