Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I ain't back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these ass niggas.
Hammer in my drawers but I yo bitch.
Blunts fingers, I'm bout to make a fist.
Everybody die, bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the aside.
Glock full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station fuel to the fire.
Life shit but bitches and money.
I that weed, like I studied.
Bury me in and watch me phoenix.
Highway to Heaven, I'm the scenic.
You tied to the of my train of thoughts.
And controlling my thoughts is like sharks.
And hoes wanna kick 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 gon' talk to diarrhea
Muthafucka on, I'm just rubbing 'em wrong.
Put a bug in my ear, but not in my phone.
I'll 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
Empty stomach, full
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'

I don't like to dream gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' hurt like Kid 'n Play.
nun sweet but the codeine nigga.
Eyes hella red like in 'em.
I was gettin' pussy, I was gettin' that money.
hair, don't care, Hacksaw Jim Duggan.
Too high to take a breath, too high to a step.
Two rights don't make a wrong, rights, make a left.
The on my dick, the feds on my nerves.
I walk it like I it, got legs on my words.
If she suck dick, I don't give her that dick.
Got the in my hands, I'mma dribble that bitch.
Money is the issue, full pressure.
I my blunt, Nutty Professor.
I'mma straight rider a getaway driver.
Hit you dead on the money now you dead on
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.
that ratchet nigga.
Trigger itchin', I'll scratch you nigga.
Blow yo 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 gon' get it. get it
stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger

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

I just see myself,
in a house of mirrors.
I me a double R,
'Cause I from rags to riches.
And niggas nag like bitches.
Actin' like fags like Richard.
And all of my bitches be bad as
You problem 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