Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to pussy 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.
Glock clip full like the 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.
on deck, tattoos on necks.
Life is a bitch, make her yo ex.
turn to God, 'fore I turn to Godzilla.
How the fuck you talk shit 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
Empty stomach, clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
Empty stomach, full
I'm gon' get it. get it
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'

I don't like to about gettin' paid.
You ain't gon' hurt nobody Kid 'n Play.
nun sweet but the codeine nigga.
Eyes hella red like in 'em.
I was gettin' that pussy, I was that money.
Long hair, don't care, Jim Duggan.
Too high to take a breath, too high to 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 like I it, got legs on my words.
If she suck dick, I don't give her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, 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 now you dead on arrival
I fuck with 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.
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, full
I'm gon' get it. get it
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger

in peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death.
Rest in peace to the game, tell them they self.
yo death 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 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,
in a house of mirrors.
I bought me a R,
'Cause I went rags to riches.
And niggas nag like bitches.
Actin' like fags like Richard.
And all of my bitches be bad as
You gotta problem I can fix it 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