Luyện nghe bài hát Trigga Gots No Heart

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

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

no love 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 state for the
Caps peel the gangstas in my hood
Ya better use that nina 'cause that ain't no good
And umm, I'm taking up a
Maniac doin' massacre robbery
I'm twenty-two and I'm still dub sacks
I gives the fiend some love but ain't no love
Much love in this ain't no love gangsta
187 is a art the trigga gots no heart

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

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
Ain't no trick

The trigga gots no heart and I'll be if I'm broke old
Pushin' on a shoppin' cart, blast on a friend of me
Another sad case of a mistaken
12 o' clock and my dubbin' pay back
I sat and watched them shoot my homey, seen his crack
spray like Raid on these cockroaches
A bomb full of 187 soldiers
Doin' dirt 'cause we dirty when the trigga
Seventeen in his body the boy full
Of hollow tips so I know he won't be back
I let my platt and let my mail stack
But my sweet sweet 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 with me Glock
all man say kill all man say
Kill 'em all man 'em all with me Glock Glock
Kill all man say all man say
Kill 'em all man 'em all with 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