Trigger Happy - Crucial Conflict

In the land of raw dope

Ain’t no love for suckers

Only real niggas

And real bitches

Strap up and roll

Let a motherfucker know

Trigger happy bitch

Giddy up now

This bitch might POW POW!

Trigger happy bitch

Giddy up now

This bitch might POW POW!

Hoes run away

Y’all betta recognise

Triggers holdin' down this shit

And it’s Shante for the 9 to 5

Wicked bitch of the Westside

Homicide you know the lead

Getting up wid your grammar bitch

Don’t you trick

Come wid some more realistic shit

Hands in effect get ya ass kicked

Body blows beat a roll

Chi got me be in a bogus fold

Never get me love

Just money hungry

Got a sack of hay

So I’m living naughty

Trigger happy nigga bustin' caps

Hell done broke and bitch is snap

Stick ya up kid for the showdown

You betta leave town fo the sun go down

I’ma throw down on the low down

And run you bitches outta town

(The bitch is trigger happy and she gonna throw down)

My name is trigger

And if you pull me and I’m mad

I will straight pop

On some shit in the bogus bitch

Toe to toe this bitch will bust

Head up cause I’m fed up

Some bitches get lit up

Thinking I’m a damn joke

Watch me get realer

Shit ain’t nuttin' funny

I’m wreckin' money

Niggas on my fucking bone

Trying to make they self some honey

But uhh, I ain’t even wid that shit

To lick the clit

And get on trip

Bitch, ain’t about that lovey dovey

Bitch, all about that hitty witty