Pastor Troy - Having A Bad Day lyrics

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Pastor Troy - Having A Bad Day lyrics

Hook: 8x n***a don't f** with me i'm having a bad day Verse 1: eleven twenty-nine Sometimes i get in a mood when a n***a wanna hate this Sitting back watching n***as die You don't really wanna face this If you n***as want it I'm take 'em all down with some buck fire Flip 'em off with a couple of rounds Hundreds in my clip like that when i click clack With my click better what Coming from the waist better what Eleven finna hit 'em with the what Troy finna hit 'em with the what k** 'em all when they be thinking that i'm playing with 'em Knowing that we gone get 'em Watch how many bullets hit 'em Leave 'em all dead Aiming for the head Running from the feds Living for the bread Y'all just don't know all the sh** that n***as done said Trying to get paid in a cold world When it ain't all-to the good y'all Wanna big ball Wanna shot call Wanna test this Make a d**h wish Hook: 8x n***a don't f** with me i'm having a bad day Verse 2: t mac I don't think you wanna f** with me Cause i'm having a bad day Sat up in my bed got out the wrong way Reload my clips in both my a.k.'s Brush my head cause i ain't got no braids Bad to the bone when a n***a get wrong And i'm still bucking with my muthaf**in' tone n***as you can't handle this so leave this alone I'm the type of n***a right even when i'm wrong Jump out the ally making n***as get gone Y'all ain't ready If you will then it's on The congregation got yo mind in a zone That we kick better cover up ya dome Cause it's gone be on till the break of dawn In tha dirty dirty where them n***as riding chrome Quick to bust a slug at a n***a Take a plug Got that n***a from my muthaf**ing home Hook: 8x n***a don't f** with me i'm having a bad day Verse 3: pastor troy I pump slugs Pow, pow, pow, pow, plow Yeah b**h, sh** what the f** you saying now My whole click, been begging for this gangster sh** I pack a deadly weapon b**h i'm the crucifix The virgin mary gave me head last night I flipped her on her knees Shook ya a** with that pipe n***a the whole fight between me and lucifer And i think he winning because i be steady shooting It ain't nothing new to the- - muthaf**ing moon I'm sent to hell cause heaven ran out of room The sonic... boom just like street fighter But i drank gasoline and i smoke muthaf**ing lighters Hook: 16x n***a don't f** with me i'm having a bad day