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lirik lagu lil wayne - triggaman

f-ck that n-gg-
p-ssy -ss n-gg-
straight murder that boy & every p-ssy that’s with em

put em in the trunk, tell em let’s have fun
no noise frapertate on the end of the gun
my boys givn paper just as quick as it komes
and if your stadin in the way a mama missin her son

i remember back in the day it was me & brandon
kut skool, smoke weed, i was strapped, he had one too
r.i.p from the hollygroove krew
tell ya momma i will do what ever she needs me to do
lil beezy we use to get ready, kant believe my n-gg- dead ah

i’m a apple street killa, eagle street soulja
(lil weezy i’m a legend)[? ]
lil spitter i’m a ropa
silver duck tape her
i’m a kidnapper
if ya b-tch look good bet i’m a get at her
she see me in the coupe i’m a put the petal to the metal
if ya boy wana trip i’m a put the ratta to the tatta
everybody scatta tryna get the f-ck away
sparks fly, gl-ss shatters, situation gets sadder
daddy i’m a pitcher, whos the next batter
i whip it like gadda & i throw it right at em
jr high skool, high skool when i had em
had 10$ bags 25$ pakage
we ain’t even in the same lane, stop naggin
d-mn even mackmaid tell me i’m mackn
n-gg- stop trippn, b-tch shake ya laffy taffy
this is new orleans cl-ssic, lil wayne the main attraction
i got that goose in my system, somebody gon be my victim

talkin with ya b-tch, meetn with ya b-tch, creepn with ya b-tch now i’m sleepin with ya b-tch
you kan keep her, she a b-tch
ii don’t love her, i don’t trust her & even mother told me a b-tch loves to hustle
gotta get that paper baby, gotta get that kake
cop a black lambourgini, put gold on the plates
gon to the beach, sand at my feet
all 1 1 wheel hangn off the seat

my n-gg- lil naughty was down town g
we use to blow 2 or 3, tell me all about the streets
my n-gg- soulja slim had the m-th- f-ckn message
[? ] was a uptown legend
lil naughty we use to get read ah kant believe my n-gg- dead ah
lil soulja he meant what he said ah, kant blieve that n-gg- dead ah

my n-gg- lil spitta that’s my n-gg- all day
1st bullet out the barrel n-gg- better guard your face
my n-gg- lil spitta he in the game let’s play
he about ta take over from a half time break

now once upon a time not long ago
this n-gg- in the hospital and d-mn near broke
and all he had was a [? ], a box of baking soda, & a couple of pots
the streets was empty, the fool was hungry
he wanted to give em, just what they wanted
to get cheap c-ke all he needed was the connects
so he kalled his homie wayne from the hollywood set
yes

then i got his kall i be on the way he don’t worry about nothn but that money to be made
get up spitter we got the sh-t straight and i gave hime the dope and i kept the 8
manye we on the grind and the b-tches know who we are

i kome through in the kar like gosh
my posture as delikate as fur, i’m all hers
kut n-gg-s head like barbers
fruity -ss n-gg-s is starburst
throw em in the center fans it’s lil wayne weezy baby m-th- f-ckn triiggaman
yea yea, throw em in the center fans lil wayne weezy baby m-th- f-ckn triggaman
yea yea the m-th- f-ckn triggaman

rip rip my brotha rip lord that was my brotha…

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