The Congregation Lyrics - Book I - Pastor Troy

[pastor troy] 

Uh-huhuh-huhuh-huhuh-huh 

Come on? uh-huhuh-huh 

Hook: 2x 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

The congregation we gone give you what you want (come on) 

Verse 1: eleven twenty-nine 

R-e-s-p-e-c-t 

We rollin' wit' dis in the trunk 

Told 'em when we hit the streets that we gone make 'em all jump 

Kept 'em crunk 

Screaming out the congregation off the whip 

Popping clips 

Haters trip 

Have some shit to make 'em dip 

Turn out these shows 

Got these hoe's shaking ass now 

This just how we got 'em now 

Pimping got 'em breaking out 

Stop 'em with these dicks 

We ghetto building on my block and stuff 

Break 'em off when we getting buff 

Stepping off in this thing what 

Too much for the ? ? ? 

We conducting like a firm 

Told y'all haters it's our turn 

See we on fire 

Just watch and learn 

This the way that we gone do it from the south 

Nigga whatever here on out 

In the game s.m.k. gone put 'em level 

[pastor troy] 

Break it down! (repeatedly 15x) 

Hook: 4x 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

The congregation we gone give you what you want (come on) 

Verse 2: t-mac 

I wonder what would jesus do, if he was in my position 

Would he grab for them gats 

Waiting for ammunition 

I'ma bout to blast with it 

Hit 'em with the purple expedition 

Cause dj ? ? ? stay running his mouth 

Must don't know where I'm from 

Dirty south affiliated 

Killers and cons 

Dirty south affiliated 

Niggas with guns 

Verse 3: eleven twenty-nine 

I'm making flashes to the man in the booth 

To get 'em crunk 

So you know just what I got up and did 

I got 'em crunk 

Congregation off in it hit 'em hard as we could 

So if you ready say you ready 

Then it's all understood 

Riding dirty to the flo' 

We get up in it for free 

South memphis kings and pastor troy 

This what y'all waiting to see 

[pastor troy] 

Break it down! (repeatedly 15x) 

Hook: 4x 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

The congregation we gone give you what you want (come on) 

Verse 4: t-mac 

At 16 I was hustling trying to get paid 

Trying to make a damn dollar for I go in my grave 

Pimp a been paid 

I was only short in my days 

The way I been paid 

Only cause I'm ducking them feds 

This world of crime 

Kept me in the street trying to grind 

Bumping my mind 

Cause that's how the system designed 

I'm sick of struggling 

I'm sick of hustling 

I'm sick of running from the feds trying to bust again 

I'm trying to maintain 

One foot stuck in the game 

I'm living lavish man 

I'm use to having thangs 

But cause I'm down for whatever 

Cause t-mac show no luv 

2 gats on my side 

Cause this whole world dying 

[pastor troy] 

Break it down! (repeatedly 15x) 

Hook: 8x 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

Y'all know what y'all want (uh-huh) 

The congregation we gone give you what you want (come on)