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Trigga Happy Lyrics

Dope Fiend w****:

Heh Heh Yeah g****** it?s that old gangsta s*** right there boy g******
s*** heh heh
this is Dope Fiend w**** from the last m**** f***** record I want the
ten piece hey I got me some now I don't give a f*** but uh huh yeah you
all ain't gonna know nothin bout this O.G. s***
unless you start knowin sumpim about Uzi?s and s*** So uh?
Verse 1: Spice 1

Now this 380 was a b**** who used to ho up on my block
she lived on smith-n-wesson with that pimp Mr. Glock
now glock had many b******, he sold p**** by the pound
and b****** jocked his trigga everytime he came around
Big baller, big game shooter until he met that crazy m**** f**** Mr.
Ruger
Now ruger was a pimp too, He had his own hoes
Mrs Hollow Tip and Neener who wore ho?ish clothes
G-string up the a** with the big fat c*******
drinkin that Colt 45 'cause she's a gangsta b****
I love my neener and my neener loves me m**** f****?s think I'm crazy
'cause I'm trigga happy

Chorus in the background:

Trigga happy, Trigga happy, Trigga happy n****
(repeat 4X)

Dope Fiend Willie:

heh heh, well g****** smith-n-wesson, heh heh heh, I got me a colt 45
back at the m**** f***** house heh heh, yeah I'm ready to do somethin?
with one of these little ol?young m**** f****?s heh heh yeah, but I
think maybe a ol? ten piece hook me up m**** f**** I know you got that
s***
yeah m**** f***** Dope Fiend Willie in the house, don't give a f***
about no n**** heh m**** f**** s***.
Verse 2: Spice 1

Mr Snubnose slangin the yay out the bullet shed
And Mrs Mossberg blowin up his (???)
And the s*** it don't be gettin no better, you gotta watch for that
crooked a** cop Officer Beretta
Put your a** in a sling, check out that skinny a** b**** deuce deuce
thinking she miss thing
and Mr tech nine lookin for some convo and he jammed and stuttered when
he could had a hoe
But he still knockin boots from hell to heaven n**** got a page about
three feety seven
gettin paid for the cot, so now he got a deal with that b****?s pimp mr
glock

Chrous in the background:
(Repeat 3X)

Dope Fiend Willie:
yeah yeah I like that new s*** boy yeah heh heh trigga happy, trigga
happy HEH trigga happy n**** Yeah I like that s***. I'm bout to go
over here and talk to these girls over here d*** baby what you got on
and s***.

Verse 3: Spice 1

Now every n****?s wavin peace to the nine
'cause glock hit the block in a jeep drinkin cheap wine
with his n**** AK drug kingpin gotta find Mr Technine do his a** in
n***** plottin hits plottin schemes but Mr Technine?s got an are-15
An OG n**** from the hood got his cash on rollin fly brooms smokin
chronic to the f***** dome
and Mr Glock got the word from his people Mr Technine?s havin a party
at the Desert Eagle
So right in front of the club when he checked his beeper
Technine blasted his a** with the street sweeper

Chorus in the background:
(repeat 4X)

Dope Fiend Willie:

(Smoking) (coughing) g****** s*** f*** y'all and your folks got these
days? That old chronic s*** look at that! g****** boy let me get
another hit of that s*** ( smoking) g****** (coughing)
You ol? trigga happy m**** f***** youth
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