Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my but I nail yo bitch.
like fingers, I'm bout to make a fist.
Everybody die, bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the aside.
Glock full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station fuel to the fire.
Life shit but bitches and money.
I pass that weed, 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 controlling my is like taming sharks.
And hoes wanna kick it with me, I'm a sensei.
And I got fat pockets, you in shape.
on deck, tattoos on necks.
Life is a bitch, make her yo ex.
Better turn to God, I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you gon' talk to diarrhea
it's on, I'm just rubbing 'em wrong.
Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
I'll have a broke run in ya home.
For a crumb and a 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, full
I'm gon' get it. get it
stomach, full clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My finger itchin'

I don't to dream about gettin' paid.
You gon' hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play.
Ain't nun sweet but the nigga.
hella red like chlorine in 'em.
I was gettin' that pussy, I was that money.
Long hair, care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
Too to take a breath, too high to take a step.
Two rights don't make a wrong, 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 dick, I don't give her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, I'mma dribble bitch.
Money is the issue, court pressure.
I my blunt, Nutty Professor.
I'mma straight rider with a driver.
Hit you on the money now you dead on arrival
I fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But too rich for new money.
These niggas buying hatorade by the pack.
two stomachs.
I'm laced up two shoes, miss goody.
that ratchet nigga.
Trigger itchin', I'll scratch you nigga.
Blow yo fuckin' 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
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, full
I'm gon' get it. get it
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'

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

I can't see myself,
Living in a of mirrors.
I me a double R,
'Cause I went rags to riches.
And these niggas nag bitches.
like little fags like Richard.
And all of my bitches be bad as
You gotta problem I can fix it a mathematician.
I ammunition, call me for short.
Trukfit shirt, 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