Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I ain't back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these ass niggas.
in my drawers 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 station fuel to the fire.
Life ain't but bitches and money.
I pass weed, like I studied.
Bury me in fire and me phoenix.
to Heaven, I'm taking the scenic.
You tied to the of my train of thoughts.
And controlling my thoughts is like sharks.
And these hoes wanna it with 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, 'fore I to Godzilla.
How the fuck you talk shit to diarrhea
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 finger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'

I don't to dream about gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' hurt nobody 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.
hair, don't care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
Too high to take a breath, too to take a step.
Two rights make a wrong, three rights, make 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 her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, I'mma that bitch.
Money is the issue, full pressure.
I my blunt, Nutty Professor.
straight rider with a getaway driver.
Hit you on the money now you dead on arrival
I don't with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But never too for new money.
These niggas hatorade by the twelve pack.
two stomachs.
I'm laced up two shoes, miss goody.
Keep that nigga.
Trigger finger itchin', scratch 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
Empty stomach, clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
Empty stomach, full
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger
My trigger finger

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

I can't see myself,
Living in a of mirrors.
I me a double R,
I went from rags to riches.
And these nag like bitches.
Actin' little 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.
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