Luyện nghe bài hát Trigger Finger

I lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these ass niggas.
in my drawers 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 full the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station adding to the fire.
Life shit but bitches and money.
I pass that weed, I studied.
Bury me in fire and me phoenix.
Highway to Heaven, I'm the scenic.
You tied to the of my train of thoughts.
And controlling my is like taming sharks.
And these hoes wanna kick it me, I'm a sensei.
And I got fat pockets, you in shape.
Tools on deck, on necks.
is a bitch, I'll make her yo ex.
Better to God, 'fore 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 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, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
My trigger finger
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My finger itchin'
My trigger finger

I don't to dream about gettin' paid.
You ain't hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play.
Ain't nun sweet but the nigga.
Eyes hella red like in 'em.
I was gettin' pussy, I was gettin' that money.
Long hair, don't care, Jim Duggan.
Too to take a breath, too high to take a step.
Two rights don't make a wrong, three rights, 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 suck dick, I don't her that dick.
Got the world in my hands, dribble that bitch.
Money is the issue, court pressure.
I my blunt, Nutty Professor.
I'mma straight with 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 never too for new money.
These buying hatorade by the twelve pack.
two stomachs.
I'm laced up like two shoes, goody.
Keep that nigga.
Trigger finger itchin', 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
Empty stomach, clip
I'm get it. Gon' get it
stomach, full clip
I'm gon' get it. get it
My finger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger itchin'
My trigger finger
My finger itchin'

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 'cause I killed it.
I'm fresh to death, I'm to death
What you talkin' I out a coffin.

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