Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these 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 the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station fuel to the fire.
ain't shit but bitches and money.
I that weed, like I studied.
me in fire 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 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, 'fore I to Godzilla.
How the fuck you gon' 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, full
I'm get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger

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

in peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death.
Rest in to the game, tell them kill they self.
Make yo death wish, 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 fresh to death, I'm to death
you talkin' I came out a coffin.

I can't see myself,
Living in a of mirrors.
I bought me a R,
I went from rags to riches.
And these niggas nag bitches.
Actin' like little fags Richard.
And all of my bitches be bad as
You gotta I can fix it like a mathematician.
I ammunition, me ammo 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