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 to make a fist.
die, gon' bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the aside.
Glock clip full the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas adding fuel to the fire.
Life 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 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 to God, 'fore I turn to Godzilla.
How the you gon' talk shit to diarrhea
Muthafucka on, I'm just rubbing '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 get it. Gon' get it
stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'

I don't like to dream gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' nobody like Kid 'n Play.
Ain't nun but the codeine nigga.
Eyes red like chlorine in 'em.
I was gettin' that pussy, I was gettin' money.
hair, don't care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
Too to take a breath, too high to take 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 I talk it, got legs on my words.
If she don't suck dick, I don't give her dick.
Got the world in my hands, I'mma that bitch.
is the issue, full court pressure.
I like my blunt, Professor.
I'mma rider with a getaway 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.
niggas buying hatorade by the twelve pack.
two stomachs.
I'm up like two shoes, miss goody.
that ratchet nigga.
Trigger finger itchin', I'll you nigga.
yo fuckin' 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
stomach, full clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'

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 to death
You go broke tryna get fresh this.
Rest in peace to the game I killed it.
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to
What you talkin' I out a coffin.

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