Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I ain't back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these ass niggas.
Hammer in my but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm to make a fist.
Everybody die, gon' me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the aside.
clip full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas adding fuel to the fire.
Life shit but bitches and money.
I pass weed, like I studied.
me in fire and watch me phoenix.
Highway to Heaven, I'm the scenic.
You tied to the track of my of thoughts.
And controlling my thoughts is taming sharks.
And these hoes wanna kick it me, I'm a sensei.
And I got fat pockets, you in shape.
Tools on deck, on necks.
Life is a bitch, make her yo ex.
Better turn to God, 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 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
stomach, full clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, full
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'

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

Rest in peace to the game I'm fresh to death.
Rest in peace to the game, tell kill they self.
Make yo death wish, I'm too fresh.
'Cause I'm to death, 'cause I'm fresh to death
You go broke get fresh like this.
in peace 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 me a double R,
'Cause I went rags to riches.
And these niggas nag bitches.
Actin' little fags like Richard.
And all of my be bad as vision
You problem I can fix it like a mathematician.
I ammunition, call me 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