Lyrics:
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
(Shaquille O'Neal)
Yo Trigg
(Trigga)
Yeah, yeah diesel
(Shaquille O'Neal)
Come take this ride with me dog
(Trigga)
Let's flow dog
Diesel, diesel
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
The trigga gots no heart (the trigga a trigga)
The trigga gots no heart (the trigga a trigga)
I'm sick up in this game
I'll take no secondary
down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds
The whole town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now introducin' young Trigga
Since
introducin' Young Trigga)
Since birth, eyes set on gettin bigger
Just anotha wild-ass nigga
(But he was fiendin' for Precious) What?
(But Precious was
cappin'
Real, real niggas all about kidnappin'
Kidnappin' babies, kidnappin' niggas
Makin' fuckin' money with my finger on the trigga
Robbing motherfuckers,
The trigga gots no heart (the trigga a trigga)
The trigga gots no heart (the trigga a trigga)
I'm sick up in this game
I'll take no secondary
I'm bout that trigga play nigga
I ain't stuntin' you bout two
You can get busy you know the choices is on you
I come through your areas to bury
That foreign (that foreign)
That foreign (that foreign)
That foreign (ooh-oh)
(Trigga, Trigga)
C-C-C-Colombiano, yeah I love that (I love that)
That foreign (that foreign)
That foreign (that foreign)
That foreign (ooh-oh)
(Trigga, Trigga)
C-C-C-Colombiano, yeah I love that (I love that)
winna
Chicken dinna
I pull tha trigga
Wit ma finga
Winna winna
Chicken dinna
I pull tha trigga
Wit ma finga
Winna winna
Chicken dinna
I pull tha trigga
inna red
Trigga wi squeeze
Bullet inna face now please, gun shot a fire no ease
Trigga wi squeezing yeah
Boy deh pon di freezer, chill den
Et Justin Bieber (uh huh), foreign
Les filles aux quatre coins du monde (Trigga, Trigga)
Profitez du son, ça va être un été chaud (Bieber)
This is
and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!
We the realest
50 your nigga
Squeeze the trigga, leave a nigga for sure
We the realest, nigga
50 Cent and BIG, my nigga
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
I press trigga, I don't press people button
Nobody chat come face me with something
Like how I have 22 inna me something
10 is for you so who gon get
I'm a boss, still busting, wit my hittas
My life is toxic, so I'm clutching, on my trigga
I'm a boss, still busting, wit my hittas
My life is toxic,
yo)
Check out my guns
I got
Desert eagles
(Desert eagles)
For da eagles
(For da eagles)
Pull da trigga
Watch em fly
We don't even c u
(We Don't even c
Hello world, how you doing, I'm so fresh with it
Step aside, make way, let the best get it
Coming in hot, it's not what you think TRIGGA
Whatever
single day
You got me trippin off of liquor
Every single day she be with another Nigga
Got me contemplating Whether I should pull the trigga
Every single
She like ooh-ooh, Trigga do that thing I like
She like ooh-ooh, Trigga do that thing I like
Pick up the phone, pick you up tonight, yeah
Cupid, yeah,
Stuck in a haze[00:04.22]You are my only way[00:05.57]Only way out[00:13.56]Pull the trigga back[00:15.12]Pull the[00:15.52]Pull the[00:15.89]Pull
ride
No
That bass be bangin' like the beat in your heart
I know you takin' it hard
And this ain't no false alarm
I hit that trigga
Trigga
Trigga
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