Luyện nghe bài hát Trigga Gots No Heart

The trigga no heart
(The a trigga)
The gots no heart
(The a trigga)

I'm sick up in this game, I'll no secondary shorts and
Slam dunk these riddles up in yo' like Jordan
II society mad man killer
Just call me the East Bay Gangsta, neighborhood dealer
Quick to make decisions and I'm to get my blast on
Do a 187 this bloody Jason mask on
Rollin' up out the cut deeper than
Tore his chest apart his heart on the canvas
Now I gots mo' mayo the rest of the pushers
Rat a tat tat tat my Tec from the bushes
I blast with no 'cause I'm heartless in nine-trey
A-K blast on that ass if in my way,
Slangin' 'Cola the very very start
Much love for this game so the trigga gots no

Ain't no trick
The trigga gots no
Ain't no trick
The trigga no heart

the trigga as I blast on a nigga
Nina put a cease on his Timex
And uhh, he can't give me no love
'Cause I'm stuck on the corna in the ghetto slangin' dub
And I duck when they fly by 'cause Killa Cali' is the for the drive-by
Caps peel from the gangstas in my
Ya better use that nina 'cause deuce-deuce ain't no good
And umm, I'm taking up a
Maniac murderin' doin' robbery
I'm and I'm still slangin' dub sacks
I gives the fiend some love but no love back
Much love in this game no love gangsta
187 is a art the trigga gots no heart

Ain't no trick
The trigga gots no
Ain't no love

Me shootin' him up me him up
If he no my pay
Ain't no trick

Me shootin' him up me him up
If he no my pay
no love trick

The trigga gots no heart and I'll be damned if I'm old
Pushin' on a shoppin' cart, they blast on a of me
Another sad case of a identity
12 o' and my 'hood's dubbin' pay back
I sat and watched shoot my homey, seen his face crack
Uzis spray like Raid on cockroaches
A dropped full of 187 soldiers
Doin' dirt 'cause we when the trigga pull
Seventeen in his left the boy full
Of tips so I know he won't be comin' back
I let my platt and let my mail stack
But my sweet Sunday had to turn tart
His posse came and triggas had no heart

Me kill all man say all man say
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all me Glock Glock
all man say kill all man say
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all me Glock Glock
all man say kill all man say
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all me Glock Glock

mon blam! the 187 fact
Is in the house man for nine-trey
here see kill a man wit me Glock
Blow! 187 G