Luyện nghe bài hát Trigga Happy Aggin

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Today's special is Geto dope processed in Fifth Ward,
We sell so much of this until want to know what we put in it
OK, I'm gonna share this with y'all
Hey John, gimme an ounce of ether Fifth Ward bass
Yeah, aw yeah!
Yo Doug! Give me a half a key of drums
Aw yeah! Yeah!
Say Red, give me a of them horns with red (???) cents in it!
Yeah, aw yeah!
Yeah, aw yeah!
Say fellas, me ton of everything and cut it with the trigger happy
Geto Boys

[ 1 -- Bushwick ]
We needed money, so I a liquor store
on your knees she hesitated, I kicked the whore
Wanna go for bad, I go for broke
Pulled out the 9, think it's a game, she nope
Out comes the manager, mother' I was bluffin him
She I was serious, so did he when I busted him
Come on I ain't playin' so give it up
She the cops are comin', does it look like I give a fuck!
You're I ain't horny, I'd be rockin' ya
She let down her hair, pulled up her skirt and said what's ya?
Bitch you mistake me for a lollygag
'cause' if I get in ass, they'll haul me off in a body bag
the money, I'm tired of the waiting shit
She said the box is
I said that a bitch
Back to the safe you better open it
I'm gettin' tired, I'm about to a cap in your ass
I got all that that I'm live, how you figure?
I'll forever be a trigga happy

(gunshots)
Don't with me

(gunshots)
You die

[ 2 -- Willie D ]
crime in H-Town in my prime
Robbed the same motherfuckas 4 or 5
Where was the cops I was rippin' off dividends?
Out writin' to hard workin' citizens!
ain't never been smart enough to catch me
But one day I climbin' with a pussy
He got shot and hit the
I ran non-stop to my god damn door
Stashed the cash and
A clue led the motherfuckas to my
I the bill cleaned my popper
And did I hear a god damn chopper
Damn, this a bitch, the motherfucher must've snitched
I about puttin some head to bed
But I played the stay
Surrender, the last day of November, made the first day of December
Promised myself when I see snitch, I'd kill that son of a bitch!
We the slate every day
I couldn't put the fuckin' gun away
Wait a minute, I'm of those forties,
I caught his ass slippin' at a block
Killed a motherfucka as he D please
Put holes in his ass rat cheese
Squash that shit, how ya
I'll forever be a happy nigga!

(gunshots)
You die

Say hello to my little

fuck with me

You stupid

You die

Say hello to my friend

(gunshots)
I'll you all to fuckin hell!

(gunshots)
Don't with me

You fuck

[ 3 -- Scarface ]
Boys on my tryin' to run a day game
Sellin that phony shit, it's but it ain't caine
Some stupid mother said I owed him
I ain't payin' the fucker I don't play and I showed him
That if you and front me with that bullshit
You card is filed and you'll die I pull it
'cause life is a when you fuck with a psycho
No pity on another it's a game, how life goes
I'm hip to all the tricks of the
Killin', and and gankin' niggas to get paid
But this time you bullshitted the
and found out that I'm a trigga nigga

fuck with me

You fuck

You die

Say hello to my friend

(gunshots)
take you all to fuckin hell!

Don't fuck me!