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Correct Trigga Happy Aggin Lyrics
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[ Intro ] Today's special is Geto dope processed in Fifth Ward, Texas We sell so much of this until they want to know what we put in it Ok, I'm gonna share this recipe with y'all Hey John, gimme an ounce of that ether Fifth Ward bass Yeah, aw yeah! Yo Doug! Give me a half a key of uncut drums Aw yeah! Yeah! Say Red, give me a pound of them horns with red (???) cents in it! Yeah, aw yeah! Yeah, aw yeah! Say fellas, give me ton of everything and cut it with the trigger happy Motherfuckin' Geto Boys [ Verse 1 -- Bushwick ] We needed money, so I robbed a liquor store Down on your knees she hesitated, I kicked the whore Wanna go for bad, bitch I go for broke Pulled out the 9, think it's a game, she said nope Out comes the manager, mother' thought I was bluffin him She knew I was serious, so did he when I busted him Come on motherfucker I ain't playin' so give it up She said the cops are comin', does it look like I give a fuck! You're lucky I ain't horny, I'd be rockin' ya She let down her hair, pulled up her skirt and said what's stoppin' ya? Bitch you must mistake me for a lollygag 'cause' if I get in that ass, they'll haul me off in a body bag Gimme the money, I'm tired of the waiting shit She said the box is empty I said ain't that a bitch Back to the safe you better open it fast I'm gettin' tired, I'm about to melt a cap in your ass I got all that money that I'm live, how you figure? I'll forever be a trigga happy nigga (gunshots) Don't fuck with me (gunshots) You die motherfucker [ Verse 2 -- Willie D ] Doin' crime in H-Town in my prime Robbed the same motherfuckas 4 or 5 times Where was the cops when I was rippin' off dividends? Out writin' tickets to hard workin' citizens! They ain't never been smart enough to catch me But one day I went climbin' with a pussy He got shot and hit the floor I ran non-stop to my god damn front door Stashed the cash and case A clue led the motherfuckas to my place I grabbed the bill cleaned my popper And what did I hear a god damn chopper Damn, ain't this a bitch, the motherfucher must've snitched I thought about puttin some head to bed But I played the stay instead Surrender, the last day of November, made bond the first day of December Promised myself when I see that snitch, I'd kill that son of a bitch! We scrapped the slate every day I just couldn't put the fuckin' gun away Wait a minute, I'm full of those forties, I caught his ass slippin' at a block party Killed a motherfucka as he said D please Put holes in his ass like rat cheese Squash that shit, how ya figure? I'll forever be a trigga happy nigga! (gunshots) You die motherfucker Say hello to my little friend Don't fuck with me You stupid fuck You die motherfucker Say hello to my little friend (gunshots) I'll take you all to fuckin hell! (gunshots) Don't fuck with me You stupid fuck [ Verse 3 -- Scarface ] Boys on my corner tryin' to run a day game Sellin that phony shit, it's white but it ain't caine Some stupid mother fucker said I owed him I ain't payin' the mother fucker I don't play and I showed him That if you come and front me with that bullshit You card is filed and you'll die when I pull it 'cause life is a gamble when you fuck with a psycho No pity on another it's a game, it's how life goes I'm hip to all the tricks of the trade Killin', and stealin' and gankin' niggas to get paid But this time you bullshitted the bullshitter And found out that I'm a trigga happy nigga Don't fuck with me You stupid fuck You die motherfucker Say hello to my little friend (gunshots) I'll take you all to fuckin hell! Don't fuck with me!
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