Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout to a fist.
Everybody die, bury me alive.
Grab by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station adding to the fire.
Life ain't 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 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, make her yo ex.
Better turn to God, I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you gon' talk to diarrhea
Muthafucka it's on, I'm rubbing 'em wrong.
Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
I'll have a 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, clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger

I don't like to about gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' hurt 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 high to take a breath, too to take a step.
Two rights make a wrong, three rights, make a left.
The on my dick, the feds 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, I'mma that bitch.
Money is the issue, full pressure.
I like my blunt, Professor.
I'mma rider with a getaway driver.
Hit you on the money now you dead on arrival
I don't fuck these niggas, too old for new friends.
But too rich for new money.
These niggas buying hatorade by the pack.
two stomachs.
I'm laced up like two shoes, goody.
Keep ratchet nigga.
Trigger finger itchin', I'll 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 gon' get it. get it
stomach, full clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger
My trigger finger
My trigger finger
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'

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

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