Letra:
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4)
P TROY NIGGA!
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4)
[Pastor Troy]
Hit em, hit em, hit em, pray lord of mercy,
Help em God, Pastor Troy baby and I'm comin hard,
Had to sit back and see the big picture, prolly in the back seat bustin me a swisher,
So high I getcha, huffin and puffin, cussin over percussions, out the back field, two thousand yards rushin,
I'm struttin, I'm cuttin, I'm spinnin, I'm jukin, got your girlfriend on the sideline lookin,
Wassup baby, it's all a game, not the only one there is who maintains,
They all know my name I'm the heavyweight champ, I rock the belt and got some killas in my camp,
This (???) has got me up, got me ready to shut the club down,
Take it all the way for a mothafuckin touchdown, less clown,
Dancin in the endzone, I'm lookin good I'm lookin strong,
Pastor Troy, bout to get you buck tell them ho's its on,
*Chorus*
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here, hell yeah!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[Gon get u buck nigga!]
If you came to get buck throw it up!
If you came to get buck throw it up!
Eastside! Westside! Northside! Southside ho!
[Pastor Troy]
PT baby I came to get crunk, I don't get low I don't ATL stomp,
All I do is come through in the clutch,
Talk a lotta shit back a lotta shit up,
I'm bout to spit it real yo, mothafuckin dutch,
I'd rather grab I mic, then grab my nuts,
I got it in cruise control, I got it set,
From College Park, better early known as the DEC,
All over Zone 3, an Zone 4, every set that you claim, I gotta ho, ya know,
She ready! Prolly got more balls than you,
She ready! Hey there boo, what they do?
The Pastor, after me there be three,
Two that ain't there and one you can't see,
Its just me, the PT cruisa,
I'm independent and I'm bout to do ya, and its
*Chorus*
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here, hell yeah!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[Gon get u buck nigga!]
If you came to get buck throw it up!
If you came to get buck throw it up!
Eastside! Westside! Northside! Southside ho!
P TROY NIGGA!
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4)
[Pastor Troy]
Hit em, hit em, hit em, pray lord of mercy,
Help em God, Pastor Troy baby and I'm comin hard,
Had to sit back and see the big picture, prolly in the back seat bustin me a swisher,
So high I getcha, huffin and puffin, cussin over percussions, out the back field, two thousand yards rushin,
I'm struttin, I'm cuttin, I'm spinnin, I'm jukin, got your girlfriend on the sideline lookin,
Wassup baby, it's all a game, not the only one there is who maintains,
They all know my name I'm the heavyweight champ, I rock the belt and got some killas in my camp,
This (???) has got me up, got me ready to shut the club down,
Take it all the way for a mothafuckin touchdown, less clown,
Dancin in the endzone, I'm lookin good I'm lookin strong,
Pastor Troy, bout to get you buck tell them ho's its on,
*Chorus*
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here, hell yeah!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[Gon get u buck nigga!]
If you came to get buck throw it up!
If you came to get buck throw it up!
Eastside! Westside! Northside! Southside ho!
[Pastor Troy]
PT baby I came to get crunk, I don't get low I don't ATL stomp,
All I do is come through in the clutch,
Talk a lotta shit back a lotta shit up,
I'm bout to spit it real yo, mothafuckin dutch,
I'd rather grab I mic, then grab my nuts,
I got it in cruise control, I got it set,
From College Park, better early known as the DEC,
All over Zone 3, an Zone 4, every set that you claim, I gotta ho, ya know,
She ready! Prolly got more balls than you,
She ready! Hey there boo, what they do?
The Pastor, after me there be three,
Two that ain't there and one you can't see,
Its just me, the PT cruisa,
I'm independent and I'm bout to do ya, and its
*Chorus*
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[This right here, hell yeah!]
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga
[Gon get u buck nigga!]
If you came to get buck throw it up!
If you came to get buck throw it up!
Eastside! Westside! Northside! Southside ho!
