Pastor Troy – No Mo Play In GA

Pastor Troy – No Mo Play In GA Lyrics

Artist: Pastor Troy
Song: No Mo Play In GA

[phone ringing]
[laughs]
[Guy on phone:] No Limit Studios
[Guy on phone:] P ain’y here

Georgia Boys said since everybody thank they soldiers then what’s up we’ll
Go to war
[Voices in background:]
Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha, (Gunfire) Wha, Wha, (Gunfire) Wha

Wha, Wha, Wha, (Gunfire) Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
What’s up, Big mouth, Big talk, Big game
Teacher’s pet, takin’ aim, pop the Tech, takin’ aim
Plenty range, plenty shot

Plenty change, plenty glock
Pack the heat and I’ma keep em’ hot
And I’ma take my stress right off the top
’cause I’m not, nothing like

Anyone, once on the mic
Wish you might, show ya right
Have ya’ll thinking I’m Barry White
In the night, pack em’ tight,c all a fight, T.K.O.

We got mo’, you ain’t know, numero, uno,
Keep a O we burnin slow, we optimo, y’all swisher sweets
And don’t compete, I’m too unique, sit back be quiet when the Pastor preach
I made the beat, you beat your meat, yeah punk you touch yourself

And anyone else, that want us, you can trust, it aint no fear
You can talk that in my ear, but it aint sh#t, ’til you come down here
And anyone else, that want us, you can trust, it aint no fear
You can talk that in my ear, but it aint sh#t, ’til you come down here

My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)

My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Fake real, fake soul, sold this, sold that
Story grew old, old ‘vo’s, old lac
But I’m back, verse two, and you, know me
Ain’t no, owe me, you die, slowly

Holy, Bible, assault, rifle
Thou shalt, not kill, unless they make you feel
Like they, superior, naw brah, who you wit’
D.S.G.B. my clique, all the money that we can get

In the mint, gone and pick, I’m like Vick, Vapor Rub
Pinch a nick up out your dubb, who the f#ck you think I was
Enough of, talkin’, talkin’, what’s up
Is we, actin up, you best, be backin up

Rember, re-up, red mouth, straighten me
All these n#gg#z be hatin me, because we keep all the D
O-P, add a E, O.P.P. we ain’t down
None of my folks don’t f#ck around, quick to spit every round

Come on clown, you so bad, you so raw, you so mean
In the car, looking mean, all you see, is the green
I’m the king, of the thrown, still shown, every song
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
What say the f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
I make the ghetto my lobby, make they habit my hobby,

Bought a little Arm & Hammer, cook it, then sell the copy,
Got me watchin for coppers, all I want is to prosper,
n#gg#z climbing with me, don’t know they claimin they “G”
So bump this beat ’cause it’s real, just change your air change the station

Watch the story bout hatin’, then another bout bassin’
I’m takin’ riches to get it, but now I’m sick of this sh#t
So with these last couple of dollars, we gone flip it legit
I bought this beat machine, bout big as a calculator

Who would have ever dreamed we hit the studio later,
Its like I owe them bassers, for making me take this serious
Wasn’t for the struggle ’cause, you would not be hearin’ this
In the mist I’m frisked bout three times a day,

What I’m doing down here, n#gg# this where I stay
I just pray, that I relay, the message to some
And let them know, g#dd#mn, ain’t no more play where I’m from
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)

Ain’t no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
My n#gg# f#ck what ya say (We Ready!)
Now shit’s real
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Release Year: 2001