Pastor Troy - It's On Down Here Lyrics
It was this nigga with this black cutlassNamed chrisHe had shot at cott but he missedFirst errorNow he riding in terrorOver shoulder ever lookingI told him when he came he shouldHave stayed in brooklynReason beingThey knew that he was kin to pat reedPat had lied they believeSo they looking for them keysNow can you see where bragging get ya?Them niggas aint shooting for funThey trying to hit ya andAnd dead for realNow Im riding with philToo drunk to be behind the wheelBut packing my steelJust in case they need the thrillWent up to the hillIts freaknik every weekendThe sirs in the car,We need some *****ing hoes to get inAnd thats when(boom, boom, boom, boom)Ooh weeThe muther*****ing sounds was enough to kill meAll I see is niggas running, jumping off in the chevysPut my finger on my trigger so my nigga Im readyIs that teddy?Slouched over in that nova my niggaIndeed, yes it wasGuess what, thats chris cuzYall know whatMan this shit just aint gone disappearSo you better get ya shitCuz its on down here!Chorus:its on down here!<repeat 8x>Troy: yeah, ***** all yall up north muther*****ers, all of them***** wu-tang, ***** puffy, ***** the lawWhoever the hell, ***** em allI knew that cott was coming back cuz cott been a foolThat nigga had a m-16 up at the schoolThat nigga one of twoMuther*****ers that I knowThats gone start some *****ing shitAnywhere he *****ing goWho the other?Cotts brother kareemHe 15Got the milli 14 with the infa red beamAnd the candy green lacWith some duals on the backPut some shoes on that *****And they stole all thatMatter fact, him and macEvery basketball gameOther niggas came to hangBut they came to bring the painIts the same out comeOut come of the groundWe give a damn where you fromMuther*****er lay it down(chorus)
