No Mo Play in GA
Pastor Troy Lyrics


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Y'all watch this, watch this
No Limit Studios
Yea, yea, yea, can I speak to P?
P ain't here
Ay yo, tell him that Pastor Troy and them Down South Georgia Boys said,
Since everybody think they soldiers then what's up, we'll go to war

Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha, (Gunfire) Wha, Wha, (Gunfire) Wha
Wha, Wha, Wha, (Gunfire) Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck 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,see 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
It be Pastor Troy, D.S.G.B, represent until my death
And anyone else, that want us, you can trust, it ain't no fear
You can talk that in my ear, but it ain't shit, 'til you come down here
And anyone else, that want us, you can trust, it ain't no fear
You can talk that in my ear, but it ain't shit, 'til you come down here

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck 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 fuck 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 niggaz 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 fuck 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
Punks due to not live too long, Pastor Troy and now it's on

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
We'll say fuck what ya say (We Ready!)

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
We'll say fuck 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,
Niggaz 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 shit
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, nigga this where I stay
I just pray, that I relay, the message to some
And let them know, goddamn, ain't no more play where I'm from

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)





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Overall Meaning

β€œ No Mo Play in GA ” is a song by American rapper Pastor Troy, and it was released as a single in 1999. The song is considered to be his breakout hit single; it is a Southern hip-hop anthem that is a diss track aimed at his critics. The lyrics of the track portray Pastor Troy and his crew as soldiers, ready to go to war with the opposition.


The track starts with some sound effects that give the impression of a battlefield with gunshots and explosions etc. The lyrics then begin with Pastor Troy asking to speak to P, but he is not in, and the rapper goes on to tell him that he and his Georgia Boys are ready for war since everyone thinks they are soldiers. The chorus follows with words, β€œMy Ni**a f**k what ya say, ain't no more play in GA, We Ready!” The lyrics in the song reflect the gang culture, and its use of guns and violence. The song's message was that Pastor Troy and his crew were not to be messed with, and he was a force to be reckoned with.


In conclusion, β€œNo More Play in GA” by Pastor Troy is a classic Southern hip-hop anthem. Its lyrics and sound reflect on the gang culture and reflect their use of guns and violence. The song is a symbol of the power of the southern rap movement, particularly in Atlanta's context, and it took Pastor Troy to heights of fame that he had never experienced before.




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Micah Levar Troy

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Comments from YouTube:

@Paulwalka

crazy is he wasn't really beefing with No Limit but made a fire diss bout them πŸ˜‚

@Ka_Dee

Mannnnnn, that phone call, when the song come on, legendary. Give this man his FLOWERS. One of the REALLEST!!!!

@computerguy6264

You have no idea how many people lost their lives to this song. Official drive by theme song of the south.

@ashleyDrakeford-hr4og

ppl lost their lives because of shooters not a song

@user-ky6oz1bt8f

To be fair they did say To this song​@@ashleyDrakeford-hr4og

@DonSirKarlo

​@ashleyDrakeford-hr4og he didn't say because of...he said...to this song....reading comprehension is important

@spayspay

They say hip hop doesn’t inspire violence.

@computerguy6264

@spayspayΒ  Never seen a mosh pit? How about a hanging to banjos? Music of all types and inspire all kinds of different emotions. LL made a song about starring at a wall daydreaming about a girl. Dozens have made songs about missing loved ones. Throw the first stone nitwit

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@lancegardner8560

Country ass Georgia white boy speaking here, man we loved this shit. Played the hell out of it before games and during spring break. We family down here.

@travistucker4067

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