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, bury me alive.
life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip full like the in the sky.
I'm at the gas adding fuel to the fire.
Life ain't 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 tied to the track of my 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, I'll her yo ex.
turn to God, 'fore I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you gon' shit 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 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 gon' get it. get it
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'

I don't like to dream about paid.
You gon' hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play.
nun sweet but the codeine nigga.
Eyes red like chlorine in 'em.
I was gettin' that pussy, I was that money.
hair, don't care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
Too to take a breath, too high 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 I talk it, got legs on my words.
If she don't suck dick, I give her that dick.
Got the in my hands, I'mma dribble that bitch.
is the issue, full court pressure.
I like my blunt, Professor.
I'mma straight rider with a driver.
Hit you dead on the now you dead on arrival
I fuck 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.
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, full
I'm get it. Gon' get it
Empty stomach, clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger

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

I just see myself,
Living in a of mirrors.
I bought me a R,
I went from rags to riches.
And niggas nag like bitches.
Actin' like fags like Richard.
And all of my bitches be bad as
You gotta 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