Geto Boys - Trigga Happy n***a lyrics

[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 ba** 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 Motherf**in' Geto Boys [Verse 1: Bushwick] We needed money, so I robbed a liquor store Down on your knees she hesitated, I kicked the who*e Wanna go for bad, b**h 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 motherf**er I ain't playin' so give it up She said the cops are comin', does it look like I give a f**! 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? b**h you must mistake me for a lollygag Cuz' if I get in that a**, they'll haul me off in a body bag Gimme the money, I'm tired of the waiting sh** She said the box is empty I said ain't that a b**h Back to the safe you better open it fast I'm gettin' tired, I'm about to melt a cap in your a** I got all that money that I'm live, how you figure? I'll forever be a trigga happy n***a [gunshots] Don't f** with me [gunshots] You die motherf**er [Verse 2: Willie D] Doin' crime in H-Town in my prime Robbed the same motherf**as 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 p**y 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 motherf**as to my place I grabbed the bill cleaned my popper And what did I hear a god damn chopper Damn, ain't this a b**h, 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 k** that son of a b**h! We scrapped the slate every day I just couldn't put the f**in' gun away Wait a minute, I'm full of those forties, I caught his a** slippin' at a block party k**ed a motherf**a as he said D please Put holes in his a** like rat cheese Squash that sh**, how ya figure? I'll forever be a trigga happy n***a! [gunshots] You die motherf**er Say hello to my little friend Don't f** with me You stupid f** You die motherf**er Say hello to my little friend [gunshots] I'll take you all to f**in hell! [gunshots] Don't f** with me You stupid f** [Verse 3: Scarface] Boys on my corner tryin' to run a day game Sellin that phony sh**, it's white but it ain't caine Some stupid mother f**er said I owed him I ain't payin' the mother f**er I don't play and I showed him That if you come and front me with that bullsh** You card is filed and you'll die when I pull it Cuz life is a gamble when you f** 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 k**in', and stealin' and gankin' n***as to get paid But this time you bullsh**ted the bullsh**ter And found out that I'm a trigga happy n***a Don't f** with me You stupid f** You die motherf**er Say hello to my little friend [gunshots] I'll take you all to f**in hell! Don't f** with me