Luyện nghe bài hát Trigga Happy Aggin

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

[ Verse 1 -- ]
We needed money, so I robbed a store
Down on knees she hesitated, I kicked the whore
go for bad, bitch I go for broke
Pulled out the 9, it's a game, she said nope
Out comes the manager, mother' thought I was him
She knew I was serious, so did he I busted him
on motherfucker I ain't playin' so give it up
She said the cops are comin', does it look I give a fuck!
You're lucky I ain't horny, I'd be ya
She let down her hair, up her skirt and said what's stoppin' ya?
you must mistake me for a lollygag
'cause' if I get in that ass, they'll haul me off in a bag
Gimme the money, I'm tired of the waiting
She the box is empty
I ain't that a bitch
Back to the safe you open it fast
I'm gettin' tired, I'm about to melt a cap in ass
I got all that money I'm live, how you figure?
I'll be a trigga happy nigga

(gunshots)
Don't fuck me

(gunshots)
You die

[ 2 -- Willie D ]
Doin' crime in H-Town in my
Robbed the motherfuckas 4 or 5 times
Where was the cops I was rippin' off dividends?
Out writin' tickets to hard citizens!
They ain't 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 front 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, ain't this a bitch, the motherfucher must've
I thought about some head to bed
But I played the stay
Surrender, the last day of November, made bond the day of December
Promised myself when I see that snitch, I'd that son of a bitch!
We scrapped the slate day
I just couldn't put the gun away
Wait a minute, I'm full of forties,
I caught his ass slippin' at a block
Killed a motherfucka as he D please
Put in his ass like rat cheese
that shit, how ya figure?
I'll be a trigga happy nigga!

(gunshots)
You die

Say hello to my little

Don't with me

You stupid

You die

Say to my little friend

(gunshots)
take you all to fuckin hell!

(gunshots)
Don't with me

You fuck

[ Verse 3 -- ]
on my corner tryin' to run a day game
Sellin that phony shit, it's white but it ain't
stupid mother fucker 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 and you'll die when I pull it
'cause life is a gamble you fuck with a psycho
No pity on another it's a game, it's how life
I'm hip to all the of the trade
Killin', and stealin' and niggas to get paid
But time you bullshitted the bullshitter
and found out that I'm a trigga nigga

Don't with me

You fuck

You die

Say hello to my little

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

fuck with me!