Troy Ave Pain Lyrics

Roland Collins Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Riding in My Whip
  • 2 Hot Boy
  • 3 Freaks Only
  • 4 Appreciate Me
  • 5 Drug Game
  • 6 (News Talkin Intro) Real Eyes Realize Real Lies
  • 7 Rikers Island
  • 8 Don't Forget
  • 9 Pain
  • 10 Chuck Norris (Hoes & Gangstas)
  • (Bridge x2)
    When it’s on we don’t talk, my niggas aimin
    Man down, we don’t care what the fuck you claimin
    Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it’s raining
    All my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Hook)
    Pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    Orders put the pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    Orders put the pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    And all my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Verse)
    Young fly nigga, catch me in the coupe
    But I keep me a couple youngins that be itching to shoot
    See I’m the head of my troups, I might send em in groups
    And tell em run in yo crib and just knock off yo roof
    ‘Cause I’m a boss nigga, but I’m known to let the ratty spray
    But keep a shooter on deck like better yay
    My young nigga itchin, he just wanna grab the cake
    And give you clips early while you tryna catch the matinee
    Gun em down, that’s what I call a Saturday
    When I’m around, it’s only real G’s with me
    A couple brick dealers and killers with no twitters
    But one thing that ain’t around me is no broke niggas
    We get the money and then throw like a foset nigga
    I got the money to make a killa off a nigga
    Since Lo died I ain’t been the same, I lost it nigga
    So when you saw me on play it’s like a forfeit nigga

    (Bridge)
    When it’s on we don’t talk, my niggas aimin
    Man down, we don’t care what the fuck you claimin
    Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it’s raining
    All my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Hook)
    Pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    Orders put the pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    Orders put the pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    And all my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Verse)
    It’s Troy dope boy Ave, BSB slang
    Plenty blow and you snow I’m in the murda game
    All my niggas ridding round, putting pain in
    Two cars, five guns, when yall see him flame him
    Nigga giving me a headache? Give him headshots
    My Nina named Tylenol, get it? Red dots
    Sellin half white, 500 grams twice
    36 O’s, 32 cake price
    Erwin Johnson Shack, magic trick a rag
    Turn this off the 12-50, ho what just cracked
    Coke and uh, I keep a honest smoker
    And they gon tell me if it’s Friday or order to shoot Misoty
    Just enough Cola, I’m raging Ray, I’m rich and fading
    I can give me a Benz, all for a day and chefin a J
    I don’t play in the kitchen, nah my love told me that
    I’m from the school of Hard Knox, there’s bricks in my backpack

    (Bridge)
    When it’s on we don’t talk, my niggas aimin
    Man down, we don’t care what the fuck you claimin
    Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it’s raining
    All my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Hook)
    Pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    Orders put the pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    Orders put the pain in, my shooters put the pain in
    And all my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Verse)
    I’m from a small block these niggas can’t ride through
    They get a mack in they window, no drive through,
    I’m 5-5 but that choppa like 5-2
    100 shots, I can’t miss you if I tried to
    I put a price on yo head, niggas will buy you
    I skip you hit but the niggas standing by you
    I ain’t a street fighter, I’m no Ryu
    I sense I’m elite buyer, bullets will fry you
    I’m young and thuggin in designer shit
    My Fendy Denim kinda slug but the line will fit
    My main bitch say I’m buggin but I’m tryna quit
    But when niggas start to frontin then the lama spit
    Damn, what can I say? I’m just a young bill nigga
    We don’t squash beef here, we just kill niggas
    Free Fats and Lou, young real niggas
    A and Beasley too, free my lil niggas

    (Bridge)
    When it’s on we don’t talk, my niggas aimin
    Man down, we don’t care what the fuck you claimin
    Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it’s raining
    All my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

    (Hook)
    Pain in, pain in
    Orders put the pain in, pain in
    Orders put the pain in, pain in
    And all my niggas riding round, putting fuckin pain in

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