Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my drawers but I yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout to a fist.
Everybody die, gon' me alive.
life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip full like the in the sky.
I'm at the gas station adding to the fire.
Life shit but bitches and money.
I that weed, like I studied.
Bury me in and watch me phoenix.
to Heaven, I'm taking the scenic.
You to the track of my train of thoughts.
And my thoughts 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, I'll her yo ex.
turn to God, 'fore I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you gon' talk shit to
Muthafucka it's on, I'm just 'em wrong.
Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
have a broke 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
stomach, full clip
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 trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'

I don't like to dream gettin' paid.
You gon' hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play.
Ain't nun but the codeine nigga.
Eyes red like chlorine in 'em.
I was that pussy, I was gettin' that money.
Long hair, don't care, Jim Duggan.
Too high to take a breath, too to take a step.
Two don't make a wrong, three rights, make a left.
The on my dick, the feds on my nerves.
I walk it like I it, got legs on my words.
If she don't suck dick, I don't her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, dribble that bitch.
is the issue, full court pressure.
I my blunt, Nutty Professor.
straight rider with a getaway driver.
Hit you dead on the money now you on arrival
I don't with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But never too for new money.
These niggas buying by the twelve pack.
two stomachs.
I'm laced up two shoes, miss goody.
that ratchet nigga.
Trigger itchin', I'll 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 gon' get it. get it
stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger
My trigger finger

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

I just see myself,
in a house of mirrors.
I me a double R,
'Cause I went rags to riches.
And niggas nag like bitches.
like little fags like Richard.
And all of my be bad as vision
You gotta I can fix it like 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