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In the land of raw dope
Ain't no love for suckers
Only real
And real girls
Strap up and roll
Let a motherfker know
Hook:
Trigger happy b*tch
Giddy up now
This b*tch might POW POW!
Trigger happy b*tch
Giddy up now
This b*tch might POW POW!
Verse 1:
Hoes run the way
Y'all betta recognise
Triggers holdin' down this s**t
And it's Shante for the 9 to 5
Wicked b*tch of the Westside
Homicide you know the lead
Getting up wid your grammer b*tch
Don't you trick
Come wid some more realistic s**t
Hands in effect get ya as* kicked
Body blows betta roll
Chi got me be in a bogus fold
Never get me love
Just money hungry
Got a sack of hay
So I'm living naughty
Trigger happy nigg* bustin' caps
Hell done broke and b*tch is snap
Stick ya up kid for the showdown
You betta leave town fo the sun go down
I'ma throw down on the low down
And run you girls outta town
The b*tch is trigger happy and she gonna throw down
Hook 2x
Verse 2:
My name is trigger
And if you pull me and I'm mad
I will straight pop
On some s**t in the bogus b*tch
Toe to toe this b*tch will bust
Head up cause I'm fed up
Some girls get lead up
Thinking I'm a d*mn joke
Watch me get realer
s**t ain't nuttin' funny
I'm wreckin' money
on my fking bone
Trying to make they self some honey
But uhh, I ain't even wid that s**t
To lick the cl*t
And get on trip
b*tch ain't about that lovey dovey
b*tch all about that hitty witty
Hook 2x