Crossroads Lyrics - Pastor Troy

Yea... yea... this PT... nigga... representin my DJ SQUEAKY!(SQUEAKY!)... nigga... 

I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone 

All my niggas that left ya live on 

I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone 

I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone 

Yea... Yea... 

What's up John Reed? Uncle Sweet... Uncle Randy(What's up sweet? I see you baby!) Gangstas nigga! Randy Van Troy! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all niggas lookin down on me! 

[Verse 1] 

I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone 

All my niggas that left ya live on 

Now Everybody! I need to put ya lighters up! 

WeLL UH HUH! I need to put ya lighters up! 

I done lost a lieutenant, a mother lost her son 

A brother lost a brother, and that's not including others 

That you touch through your personality 

And since I lost you the devil breathin' 

But I'm'a prevail from ATL 

And know that I'm missin' you like hell(like hell) 

I'm talkin' bout a hood tragedy nigga 

And everybody always askin me nigga 

I love this nigga, we ate together 

The same fork off the same plate together 

I wish I would've been there when they came 

I would've left 'em in a flame 

[Chorus] x2 

But I'm'a see him at the crossroads 

I got some blunts and some liquor 

Sack of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture(or pitcher I'm not sure) 

I'm'a see him at the crossroads 

Cuz that's my mothafuckin' nigga 

So he won't be lonely(lonely) 

[Verse 2] 

Hit the club, hoes askin' where you at 

"Chillin' with the father" I reply back 

Sack after sack after sack after sack 

They ain't even have to do ya like that 

But niggas full of shit so I don't fuck wit 'em 

Niggas lookin crazy, I get right with 'em 

They killed my dog, They killed my ace 

Forever I miss ya, Ya can't be replaced 

I wish I would've been there when they jacked 

I'd blew 'em out the door with that mothafuckin' mack 

I'd walk blackbottom for my mothafuckin' dogs 

Look him in his eyes, leave him in the fog 

I love ya unc, I miss ya man 

And I can't wait to grab ya hand 

And pull ya close and embrace ya with the other 

Man you my mothafuckin' brother 

[Chorus] x2 

But I'm'a see him at the crossroads 

I got some blunts and some liquor 

Sack of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture 

I'm'a see him at the crossroads 

Cuz that's my mothafuckin' nigga 

So he won't be lonely(lonely) 

Yea(yea)