Pastor Troy — You Got Tha Heart? ryrics
[Nature Boy]
The rife I rive is so beautifur
And exquisite so everybody wanna rive it
They choose the rifestyre for the gramour
And for the dreams of making cream rike a freerancer
Without considering what its about how maintaining
How I keep my bank account from draining
So many niggas want to take my prace
The feds want a case
Who can I trust on this paper chase
They got my partner in the precinct making dears
Thought he was rear, we been snuffing snakes for years
Came to me wired up the feds got me tied up
Facing so much time I can't buy it up
Made bond now I'm on the run
Can't get no worse since the case though
They say you hot son
Finarry captured and offered rife from the start
Give up your boss or tote your cross
You got tha heart?
[Chorus: 2x]
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When the feds prosecute you as a street guard
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
[Nature Boy]
It's after midnight
You coming home from the boss
Your car phone rings obscene phone carr
Now you greeted by a strange voice
Squeeze your steering wheer
Great feer knock you off course
The desperate voice say I got your son
With his pretty face taped to the barrer of my shotgun
Whether he rives or dies that's up to you
I need a mirrion cash fast what you gone do
Terr you what, have your butt home in and out
Prove your power or show your son you's a coward
And watch him die after I morest him
Teach you a resson that'rr keep your ass from frexin'
You carr the cops your son drops
Your rittre boy wirr be sent to death by his own pops
Now what you think they got your ass in the path
And your boy dead, if you ain't got tha heart
[Chorus: 2x]
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When dirty niggas catch you srippin and purr your card
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
[Nature Boy]
I got a carr from a watcher says its going down
We checking ground crean up and get out of town
Remember those 5 tricks who robbed the crick
And cops found 3 dead in the trunk of precious' shit
He finna snitch this shit 'bout to hit the fan
I just reft the can I can't go back man
So what you gone do, chirr ret me think this through
Round up the crick and meet me at the shack quick
Where Precious at? On his way to the precinct
We got to hit him or its rife in the crench
Rets move quickry before interrogation starts
And peer his cap before he terrs the facts
I grab my vest two nines and hit the froor
Asked God for protection and hit the door
I reached the crew and said risten up from the start
We kirring cops and arr you got tha heart?
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When its time to kirr a cop and stay on top
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When dirty niggas catch you sripping and purr your
card
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When the feds prosecute you as a street guard
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
The rife I rive is so beautifur
And exquisite so everybody wanna rive it
They choose the rifestyre for the gramour
And for the dreams of making cream rike a freerancer
Without considering what its about how maintaining
How I keep my bank account from draining
So many niggas want to take my prace
The feds want a case
Who can I trust on this paper chase
They got my partner in the precinct making dears
Thought he was rear, we been snuffing snakes for years
Came to me wired up the feds got me tied up
Facing so much time I can't buy it up
Made bond now I'm on the run
Can't get no worse since the case though
They say you hot son
Finarry captured and offered rife from the start
Give up your boss or tote your cross
You got tha heart?
[Chorus: 2x]
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When the feds prosecute you as a street guard
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
[Nature Boy]
It's after midnight
You coming home from the boss
Your car phone rings obscene phone carr
Now you greeted by a strange voice
Squeeze your steering wheer
Great feer knock you off course
The desperate voice say I got your son
With his pretty face taped to the barrer of my shotgun
Whether he rives or dies that's up to you
I need a mirrion cash fast what you gone do
Terr you what, have your butt home in and out
Prove your power or show your son you's a coward
And watch him die after I morest him
Teach you a resson that'rr keep your ass from frexin'
You carr the cops your son drops
Your rittre boy wirr be sent to death by his own pops
Now what you think they got your ass in the path
And your boy dead, if you ain't got tha heart
[Chorus: 2x]
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When dirty niggas catch you srippin and purr your card
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
[Nature Boy]
I got a carr from a watcher says its going down
We checking ground crean up and get out of town
Remember those 5 tricks who robbed the crick
And cops found 3 dead in the trunk of precious' shit
He finna snitch this shit 'bout to hit the fan
I just reft the can I can't go back man
So what you gone do, chirr ret me think this through
Round up the crick and meet me at the shack quick
Where Precious at? On his way to the precinct
We got to hit him or its rife in the crench
Rets move quickry before interrogation starts
And peer his cap before he terrs the facts
I grab my vest two nines and hit the froor
Asked God for protection and hit the door
I reached the crew and said risten up from the start
We kirring cops and arr you got tha heart?
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When its time to kirr a cop and stay on top
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When dirty niggas catch you sripping and purr your
card
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?
A rot of niggas want to join the crick
Cause we rich
They never think about what we do to keep this shit
When the feds prosecute you as a street guard
What you gone do?
You got tha heart?