Pastor Troy - Messed Around lyrics

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Pastor Troy - Messed Around lyrics

[Intoxicated whispering] n***a ran up, got f**ed up f**ed around got tossed up f** around get crossed up We burnt his as the f** up Ha, ha, ha [Pastor Troy] O.K., O.K., O.K Give and give in give, but that dont mean recieve The sh** dont be no game, cuz the sh** that we believe Tricks be up our sleeve, to sure to get ya weavin This is Monday morning, found em Friday evenin' Found em face down in the bot-tom of a creek With shackles and handcuffs around his hands and feet But that be too unique, so cops dont persue me I got millions of bodies floatin' round this Chattahoochie n***a arms and legs be spread out across that b**h I'm lookin fo' head because i done lost that sh** So if you find a finger, or a leg, or a nose See because I know where it goes Cuz im the muthaf**in k**a Chorus: Baby D (2x) n***a ran up, got f**ed up f**ed around got tossed up f** around get crossed up We burnt his as the f** up [Baby D] Now muthaf**a I'll k** for real, so if u wanna go to war I'll take you to war So what it is, lil b**h, I got that 40 caliber Now im commin after ya Dont even do it f** n***a, you'll get ya sh** bust Or to be to roll wit us, or get f**in rolled over Oomp camp Intoxicated takin this sh** over b**hes and n***as bow down to this real sh** Fake a** rappers get k**ed quick,in Atlanta b**h Chorus: Baby D (2x) [Intoxicated] Now matter how u take it I'mma tell it like it is I'll hit you with that fie-fie f**in with me real Cuz in the battle field plenty n***as gettin k**ed b**h I'll drill ya, what the f** you ain't gone live, you get peeled f** around get caught up, get yo a** chopped up f** around with that Oomp camp, watch yall nig get tossed up Thought yall nig could stop us, we commin wit them choppers I.N.T.O.X.I.C.A.T.E.D. dont give a f** *echoes* f** n***a f** wit' none of y'all p**y boys [Dollar] Bullets fly randomly through the sky Dollar bill muthaf**a, see n***as the they gotta die Got the 30, 30 with the scope, I'm on that dro Got them k**az wit me on dash n***a, On Cambleton Road Mista I'll k** yo a** quick, thats how it goes Oomp camp jumpin down on ya wit 44's n***a We gone make em bleed, somebody's got to leave Left his head swoll, arm full of I.V.'s Chorus: Baby D (2x) [Naudi Shawty] n***a when the 9 hit ya Spit ya guts up out ya mouth who wanna die with cha I deliver quick, Blast with the click Ask Naudi Shawt shoulder blast man With the mask on, cold to look we ain't gone, muthafuka Oomp camp trunk for the toys,commin with the noise n***a down wit Pastor Troy Its so large major bank thats my life n***a ready to let go dump,raise quickly when i strike [Loko] f**ed around get floorboard, f**in round wit Loko f** around get choke hold, f**ed around cut-throat f**ed around and get tossed up, f**ed around and get crossed up f**ed around get burnt up, f**ed around and get turned up Dead on the scene n***as know what I mean f** around with the Oomp Camp, you f** around be 6 deep