Troy Ave - Pain lyrics

[Bridge: x2] When it's on we don't talk, my n***as aimin Man down, we don't care what the f** you claimin Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it's raining All my n***as riding round, putting f**in 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 n***as riding round, putting f**in pain in [Verse 1:] Young fly n***a, 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 n***a, but I'm known to let the ratty spray But keep a shooter on deck like better yay My young n***a 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 k**ers with no twitters But one thing that ain't around me is no broke n***as We get the money and then throw like a foset n***a I got the money to make a k**a off a n***a Since Lo died I ain't been the same, I lost it n***a So when you saw me on play it's like a forfeit n***a [Bridge:] When it's on we don't talk, my n***as aimin Man down, we don't care what the f** you claimin Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it's raining All my n***as riding round, putting f**in 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 n***as riding round, putting f**in pain in [Verse 2:] It's Troy dope boy Ave, BSB slang Plenty blow and you snow I'm in the murda game All my n***as ridding round, putting pain in Two cars, five guns, when ya'll see him flame him n***a 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 n***as aimin Man down, we don't care what the f** you claimin Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it's raining All my n***as riding round, putting f**in 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 n***as riding round, putting f**in pain in [Verse 3:] I'm from a small block these n***as 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, n***as will buy you I skip you hit but the n***as 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 sh** My Fendy Denim kinda slug but the line will fit My main b**h say I'm buggin but I'm tryna quit But when n***as start to frontin then the lama spit Damn, what can I say? I'm just a young bill n***a We don't squash beef here, we just k** n***as Free Fats and Lou, young real n***as A and Beasley too, free my lil n***as [Bridge:] When it's on we don't talk, my n***as aimin Man down, we don't care what the f** you claimin Choppa rounds with his teeth, just like it's raining All my n***as riding round, putting f**in pain in [Hook:] Pain in, pain in Orders put the pain in, pain in Orders put the pain in, pain in And all my n***as riding round, putting f**in pain in