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letra de trigga play - gucci mane

[chorus: juvenile]
it’s trigga play, it’s trigga play
it’s trigga play, its trigga play
all day it’s trigga play, in the mornin’ it’s trigga play
late night it’s trigga play, all day it’s trigga play

and the chopper goes
cchh cchh, cchh cchh cchh bang, cchh cchh bang bang
and the heater goes
cchh cchh, cchh cchh cchh bang, cchh cchh bang bang
and the chopper goes
cchh cchh, cchh cchh cchh bang, cchh cchh bang bang
and the heater goes
cchh cchh, cchh cchh cchh bang, cchh cchh bang bang

[verse 1: juvenile]
yea, do i walk through the valley of death
hearin’ shots in new orleans goin’ straight through the vest
and still i ain’t atheist, but i don’t pray everyday
a lot of us felt like we were goin’ to h-ll anyway
people don’t sleep a lot up in these parts
it’s a+ around you when it comes to the street smarts
if they tеll you, “aight,” then better smash ‘еm
if you let ’em walk away you ain’t lastin’, getchya t shirts
if lil buddy f-ck with me he goin’ feet first
i just bought this here, i wanna see how my heat work
been had a p. hurst, after i left the [?]
put the car up in reverse, go to memphis and free turf
[chorus: juvenile]
it’s trigga play, in the mornin’ it’s trigga play
late night it’s trigga play, all day it’s trigga play

[verse 2: gucci mane]
ar-15 n—- don’t play wit it
i ain’t did nothin’ bad, the ak did it
i ain’t bullsh-ttin’, so don’t f-ck wit me
you n—-s don’t like me, but ya’ll stuck with me
.30-30’s, mac11s, that’s what’s happenin’
[?] .57, i start to blastin’
i’m all for it, sk i call for it
i bow for it, rob, steal, and call for it
i’m a g motherf-cker, everybody know that
and i’ll put you in a place where you’ll never come back
i’m bout that trigga play, here today, all day
jam you up in the hallway, and i ain’t from new orleans, i’m ballin’
[chorus: juvenile]
it’s trigga play, in the mornin’ it’s trigga play
late night it’s trigga play, all day it’s trigga play

[verse 3: gucci mane]
see i ain’t playin’ witchyou n—-s, i’m layin’ on you n—-s
hidin’ in the bushes and i’m patiently waiting with my hand on the trigger
got a couple of glocks
ready to jump out the woods like a jack-in-the-box
m-th-f-cka its gucci, my life is like a mob movie
sittin’ at the round table, money tall as a sky scr-per
a ’74 olds the color of now-and-later
alligator clothes, my house got elevators
haters decapitate ’em, gucci the undertaker
i’ll fight ya, you know that i don’t like ya
n—-s [?], i’m totin’ an assault rifle

it’s trigga play

- gucci mane

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