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pastor troy - crossroads lyrics

[intro:]
yea… yea… this pt… n-gg-… representin my dj squeaky!(squeaky!)… n-gg-…

[background:]
i’m’a dedicate this song to the gone
all my n-gg-s that left ya live on
i’m’a dedicate this song to the gone
i’m’a dedicate this song to the gone

[foreground:]
we live forever baby… (put ya lighters up)
y’all will never die baby…
you live forever baby… (put ya lighters up)
you live through me…

yea… yea… [random yea’s throughout the next part]
what’s up john reed? uncle sweet… uncle randy(what’s up sweet? i see you baby!) gangstas n-gg-! randy van troy! rest in peace gangsta! yea! we love you gangsta! rest in peace gangsta! i know y’all n-gg-s lookin down on me!

[verse:]
i’m’a dedicate this song to the gone
all my n-gg-s 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'[?] after me
but i’m’a prevail from atl
and know that i’m missin’ you like h-ll(like h-ll)
i’m talkin’ bout a hood tragedy n-gg-
and everybody always askin me n-gg-
i love this n-gg-, 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

[hook: x2]
but i’m’a see him at the crossroads
i got some blunts and some liquor
sack of timmy d and some b-tches i’m’a picture(or pitcher i’m not sure)
i’m’a see him at the crossroads
cuz that’s my mothaf-ckin’ n-gg-
so he won’t be lonely(lonely)

[verse:]
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 n-gg-s full of sh-t so i don’t f-ck wit ’em
n-gg-s 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 mothaf-ckin’ mack [imitating gunshots vocally]
i’d walk blackbottom for my mothaf-ckin’ 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 mothaf-ckin’ brother

[hook: x4]
but i’m’a see him at the crossroads
i got some blunts and some liquor
sack of timmy d and some b-tches i’m’a picture
i’m’a see him at the crossroads
cuz that’s my mothaf-ckin’ n-gg-
so he won’t be lonely(lonely)

yea(yea)

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