Willie D - Trigga-Happy n***a lyrics

[Intro] Today's special, is Geto Dope, processed in 5th Ward Texas We sell so much of dis, until they wanna know what we put in it Okay, I'mma share this recipe with y'all Hey John (whattup?) Give me an ounce of that ether 5th Ward ba** Yeah, aww yeah, yeah, yo Doug! Give me a half a ki' of uncut drums Aww yeah~! f** yeah - say Red! Give me a pound of them horns with red hot sa** in 'em Yeah, aww yeah, yeah! Aww yeah, say fellas! Give me a ton of everything And cut it with the trigga happy, motherf**in, Geto Boys! [Bushwick Bill] We needed money; so I robbed a liquor store Down on your knees you hesitate I kick the who*e Wanted for the bad, b**h I go for broke Pull out a 9, think it's a game, she said nope Out comes the manager must have thought I was bluffin him He knew I was serious saw the heat when I busted him C'mon 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 lucky you ain't a ho or I'd be rockin ya She let down her hair pulled up her skirt and said what's stoppin ya b**h you might mistake me for a lolligag But if I get in that a** they'll haul me off in a bodybag Give me the money I'm tired of the waitin 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 nail a cap in your a** I got all their money let 'em live how you figure? I'll forever be a trigga happy n***a {*Scarface samples: "Don't f** with me!" "You die motherf**er!"*} [Willie D] Doin crime in H-Town in my prime Robbed the same motherf**ers four or five 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 crimin with a p**y He got shot and hit the floor I ran non-stop to my God damn front door Stashed the cash in case A clue led the motherf**ers to my place I grabbed a bib, cleaned my popper And what did I hear? A God damn chopper Damn! Ain't this a b**h? The motherf**er musta snitched I thought about puttin some heads to bed But I played to stay instead Surrendered, 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 Went scrap to slay everyday I just couldn't, put the f**in' gun away Wait a minute, I'm full of those 40's Caught his a** slippin at a block party k**ed the motherf**er as he said "D, please!" Put holes in his a** like rat cheese Squash that sh**, how you figure? I'll forever be a trigga happy n***a {*"You die motherf**er!"*} {*"Shay hello to my lil' friend!" "Don't-don't-don't-don't-don't f** with me!"*} {*"Don't f** with me!" "Ay you stupid f**!"*} {*"You die motherf**er!" "Shay hello to my lil' friend!"*} {*"I take you all to f**in hell"*} {*"Don't f** with me!" "You stupid f**!"*} [Scarface] Poison my corner, tryin to run a gang game Sellin that phony sh**, it's white but it ain't 'caine Some stupid motherf**er said I owed him I ain't payin a motherf**er I don't play and I showed him That if you come and f** me with that bullsh** Your card is filed and you die when I pull it Cause life is a gamble when you f** with a pyscho 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-don't-don't f** with me!"*} {*"You stupid f**!"*} {*"You die motherf**er!" "Shay hello to my lil' friend!"*} {*"I take you all to f**in hell"*} {*"Don't f** with me!"*}