Lyrics Trigga Happy Nigga - Geto Boys
[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
Cuz'
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
Cuz
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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