Luyện nghe bài hát Trigga Happy

Heh heh
Yeah, goddamn its old gangsta shit right there boy
shit, heh heh

This is Dope Fiend Willy from the last muthafuckin'
I the ten piece, hey I got me some
Now I dont a fuck but uh huh, yeah you all
Aint gonna know 'bout this O.G. shit
Unless you start knowin' somethin' about Uzis and
So uh?

Now this 380 was a who used to ho' up on my block
She lived on with that pimp, Mr. Glock
Now Glock had many bitches, he pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every he came around
Big baller, big game
Until he met crazy muthafucka, Mr. Ruger

Now was a pimp too, he had his own hoes
Mrs. Hollow Tip and who wore hoish clothes
G-string up the ass with the big fat
Drinkin that Colt 45 cuz shes a bitch
I my neener and my neener loves me
Muthafuckas think Im crazy cuz Im happy

Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy,
Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy,
Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy,
Trigga happy, happy, trigga happy, nigga

Heh heh, well goddamn
Heh heh heh, I got me a colt 45 back at the muthafuckin'
Heh heh, yeah, Im to do somethin
With one of little ol young muthafuckas

Heh heh yeah, but I maybe a ol ten piece
Hook me up, muthafucka, I know you got that
Yeah muthafuckin Dope Fiend in the house
Dont give a fuck about no nigga, heh shit

Mr. Snubnose slangin the yay out the shed
And Mrs. Mossberg up his [unverified]
And the shit, it dont be gettin' no
You gotta for that crooked ass cop Officer Beretta
Put your ass in a sling, check out that skinny ass bitch deuce

Thinking she miss thing and Mr. lookin' for some convo
And he and stuttered when he could had a hoe
But he knockin' boots from hell to heaven
Nigga got a page about three feety gettin' paid for the cot
So now he got a deal that bitchs pimp Mr. Glock

happy, trigga happy, trigga happy, nigga
Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy,
Trigga happy, happy, trigga happy, nigga

Yeah yeah I like new shit boy
Yeah heh heh trigga happy, happy heh trigga happy, nigga
Yeah I that shit, Im 'bout to go over here
And talk to these girls over here damn, what you got on and shit?

Now niggas wavin' peace to the nine
Cuz glock hit the in a jeep drinkin' cheap wine
With his nigga AK drug kingpin find Mr. Technine do his ass in
Niggas plottin' plottin' schemes but Mr. Technines got an AR-15
An O.G. nigga the hood got his cash on rollin' fly brooms
Smokin' to the fuckin' dome

And Mr. Glock got the from his people
Mr. Technines havin a party at The Eagle
So right in front of the when he checked his beeper
Technine blasted his ass the street sweeper

Trigga happy, happy, trigga happy, nigga
Trigga happy, happy, trigga happy, nigga
Trigga happy, trigga happy, happy, nigga
Trigga happy, happy, trigga happy, nigga

Goddamn shit fuck y'all and your got these days
That old chronic shit at that!
Goddamn boy, let me get hit of that shit goddamn
You ol trigga happy muthafuckin'