Lyrics Brain Banga - Trigz

Yea mon
A Trigz enuh
N yuh done know how di ting go enuh (Nah fi ask)
No mon we will use dis n kill him
(Weh we a go use)
Yow bring him ova ya suh
(Alrght hold him foot hold him foot) Put him inna di corner deh suh
(Alright drop him deh suh, see him deh)
Bwoy jus run off
And him slippers go buss From yuh hear trigz
A bare darkness erupt From yuh diss a man From Portmore yuh dead Suh when dem kill yuh Nobody nuh fi cuss
Mad Rass
When di K go lif up
Clip get load up
Quicker dan mini bus
Anyweh mi buck yuh up ya go dead
Cause mi done know seh yuh nah buck mi fuss
Tokyo Drift
(Honda)
One shot to di belly
Man a wul up him belly like Purrrrrp
Him wah shit
(Wah dis mon)
Gun fit good inna mi hand
Mi hold on pon di gun well firm Rubber grip
(Nah Stick)
Copper shot a bun him hotta
Bun him hotta
Dan a spliff weh a burn pon him lip
Burn pon him lip Alright den
Shot fi di matic dem nuff
Man a gap fi him breath
People tink him have hiccup Gunshot a buss through him lungs Family a go wear black
Pon di funeral grung
When Brain Banging thugs dem touch Inna yuh place
People a go run up and down
Any man mi see get up
Head back buss out
Like a big laugh down a town
Hallow tip
Jeans pocket full a clip
Mi one foot nigga
Full him up a kick
Madda see di body
And affi a spit
Steam a rise from di nozzle Like a hot patty
Mi shotty attack him head back Pebbles attack him head back Madda a seh officer
A how mi son swell up suh fat
Gun a buss man a drop Nozzle get hot
Nah fi pay rent
Dem room down a dovecot All if di pussy dem diss 12:00 Every road empty
And every shop lock Wah kinda threat ya send Wah kinda box
Pebbles red up him skin And is not chicken spots Kill one a mi friend dem Yuh affi dead back
One North and Waterford
Have mi head back Done chat