CODE TRIGGER

I'm from the hood where brothers come and it. We got them guns deck, we don't leave our Home. We make you niggas see nothing but pavement. I'm ball, shit, chill out in Vegas. Got these choppers just what say 'fore you bust A cap. I'll knock your whole stick out your Socket. Yeah, better think about a tomb on the Map. Broke talking Tell my shooters check a nigga On the street where I'm at. Like yeah, come Straight up, pop your gat. Fuck around and get tagged by me. Got them boys in the house, somebody ball on The cell. When come to the hood, I got The drum in the strap. I'm smoking the dope, It's no problem like that. All the niggas got Caught in the crossfire trap. Put a summons on the stick and they gone On set. And I drop that girl, put these Niggas on top. Hate us, you best bet shooters Swept. and my gang in the countryside. We get to whipping shit up, make it whip Like car seat. I'm getting trapped with the Bastards. Nigga run up with this trap like car Alarm. Put bullets on people like tennis. I got baby girl attention like Dennis the Menace. I don't give a fuck about a bad life. This somebody I know out in paradise. They say your bitch got a ride off with Your matty. Your clique got the cheddar, we pick Out shorty. Your boy got the greasy, I'm whipping That Came from some riches, now fuck up a Xano. My on route, about some flame. Fuck with the business, shorty slander. I'm flipping the bag, put him in a hanger. Came up to hundred thousand. Got choppers in here, Got racks. My choppers in got a tech. I hit the plug, he supply me that pack. I hit up a friend, she just beat down Like got plug, I got your drop. You niggas is girly, get touched like a fag. I'm scouting right up and I pull my bag. These young niggas selling drugs, try to grab me Fad. counting this bread on the map. Counting up bread and we dumping the clip in The MAC. Drop the boy, I'm off the top Of league. I'm like the blick to I just Got a call, came to my trap, map. When I trap, I don't cap. I just killed on the track with these young From the city on top. Going waste on a nigga, some help from my Guys. He was out of my path. When the plug was in jail, he was thinking Of a See a shooter in the back, I Was calling the shots. trapping fucking with your Pack. Tell a nigga come to my street, where It's dark. Fuck around killing, we leaving in Coffins. your drum, The commanding officer the range Has just made the most fearsome fucking call. Yankee Stadium celebrates its birthday with one more To The New York Yankees On wave Five, Major League.