Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these ass niggas.
in my drawers but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm to make a fist.
Everybody die, bury me alive.
life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station fuel to the fire.
Life ain't but bitches and money.
I that weed, like I studied.
Bury me in and watch me phoenix.
Highway to Heaven, I'm the scenic.
You tied to the of my train of thoughts.
And my thoughts is like taming sharks.
And these hoes wanna it with me, I'm a sensei.
And I got fat pockets, you in shape.
Tools on deck, on necks.
Life is a bitch, I'll her yo ex.
Better turn to God, I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you talk shit to diarrhea
Muthafucka it's on, I'm just 'em wrong.
Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
I'll have a muthafucka run in ya home.
For a and a bone and put one in ya dome.

One in ya dome. One in ya
One in ya dome. One in ya
One in ya dome. One in ya
One in ya dome. One in ya
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger

I like to dream about gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' hurt nobody Kid 'n Play.
Ain't nun sweet but the nigga.
hella red like chlorine in 'em.
I was gettin' pussy, I was gettin' that money.
Long hair, don't care, Jim Duggan.
Too high to a breath, too high to take a step.
Two rights don't a wrong, three rights, make a left.
The on my dick, the feds on my nerves.
I walk it like I talk it, got on my words.
If she don't suck dick, I don't her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, I'mma that bitch.
is the issue, full court pressure.
I my blunt, Nutty Professor.
straight rider with a getaway driver.
Hit you dead on the now you dead on arrival
I fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But never too for new money.
These niggas hatorade by the twelve pack.
two stomachs.
I'm laced up two shoes, miss goody.
Keep that nigga.
Trigger finger itchin', scratch you nigga.
Blow yo brains out in traffic nigga.
Got green, New Orleans, St. nigga.
One in the whip, one on the phone.
The one on the phone, is in of ya home.
She to run in ya home, and put one in ya dome.

One in ya dome. One in ya
One in ya dome. One in ya
One in ya dome. One in ya
One in ya dome. One in ya
stomach, full clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger

Rest in to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death.
Rest in peace to the game, them kill they self.
yo death wish, 'cause I'm too fresh.
'Cause I'm fresh to death, 'cause I'm fresh to
You go tryna get fresh like this.
Rest in to the game 'cause I killed it.
I'm to death, I'm fresh to death
you talkin' I came out a coffin.

I can't see myself,
Living in a of mirrors.
I bought me a R,
'Cause I from rags to riches.
And these niggas nag bitches.
Actin' like little like Richard.
And all of my be bad as vision
You problem I can fix it like a mathematician.
I ammunition, me ammo for short.
shirt, camo the shorts.
Ya is a freak, ya man is a narc.
Put ya son in ya arm, or put one in ya

One in ya dome. One in ya