Luyện nghe bài hát Trigga Gots No Heart

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

I'm sick up in this game, I'll take no shorts and
Slam dunk these up in yo' chest like Jordan
Menace II mad man killer
Just call me the East Bay Gangsta, neighborhood drug
Quick to make and I'm quick to get my blast on
Do a 187 with this bloody Jason on
Rollin' up out the cut than Atlantis
Tore his chest left his heart on the canvas
Now I gots mo' mayo than the rest of the
Rat a tat tat tat came my Tec from the
I blast with no heart 'cause I'm heartless in
A-K on that ass if in my way, gangsta
Slangin' 'Cola since the very very
Much love for this game so the trigga no heart

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

Release the trigga as I blast on a
Nina put a cease on his ticker
And uhh, playas he give me no love
I'm stuck on the corna in the ghetto slangin' dub sacks
And I duck when they fly by 'cause Killa is the state for the drive-by
Caps peel from the in my hood
Ya use that nina 'cause that deuce-deuce ain't no good
And umm, I'm up a hobby
murderin' doin' massacre robbery
I'm twenty-two and I'm still slangin' dub
I gives the fiend some but ain't no love back
Much love in game ain't no love gangsta
187 is a art 'cause the trigga no heart

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah mon blam! the 187
Is back in the man for nine-trey
This see kill a man wit me Glock
Blow! 187 G