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lirik lagu spice 1 - trigga gots no heart (extended ride)

[intro]
the trigger gots no heart (the trigger, the trigger)
the trigger gots no heart (the trigger, the trigger)
the trigger gots no heart (the trigger, the trigger)

[verse 1]
i’m sick up in this game, i’ll take no secondary shorts, and
slam dunk these bullets up in yo’ chest like jordan
menace ii society, mad man k!ller
just call me the east bay gangsta, neighborhood drug dealer
quick to make decisions, and i’m quick to get my blast on
do a 187 with this bl~~dy jason mask on
rollin’ up out the cut, deepеr than atlantis
tore his chest apart, left his hеart on the canvas
now i gots more mail than the rest of the pushers
rat~a~tat~tat~tat came my tec from the bushes
i blast with no heart, ’cause i’m heartless in nine~trey
ak blast on that ass if in my way, gangster
slangin’ ‘cola since the very, very start
much love for this game, so the trigger gots no heart

[chorus]
ain’t no love, trick (the trigger, trigger)
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick (the trigger, trigger)
the trigger gots no heart
~gunshot~
[verse 2]
release the trigger, as i perv off the liquor
nina put a cease on his timex ticker, and the
prayers he can give, mean no love
’cause i’m stuck on the corner, in the ghetto slangin’ dub sacks
and i duck when they fly by
’cause k!lla~cali’ is the state for the drive~by
caps peeled from the gangsters in my hood
you better use that nina
’cause that deuce~deuce ain’t no good, and, uhm
i’m takin’ up a hobby
maniac murderin’, doin’ massacre robbery
i’m twenty~two, and i’m still slangin’ dub sacks
i gives the fiend some love, but ain’t no love back
much love in this game, ain’t no love, gangster
187 is a art, ’cause the trigger gots no heart

[chorus]
(the trigger, trigger)
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick
me shootin’ ’em up, me shootin’ ’em up
if he don’t give him my payout (my payout)
ain’t no love, trick
me shootin’ ’em up, me shootin’ ’em up
if he don’t give him my payout (my payout)
ain’t no love, trick
[bridge]
yeah, fool
comin’ at you with no love, player
from the 187 fac
check it in

[refrain]
the trigger, the trigger
the trigger, the trigger
the trigger, the trigger

[verse 3]
the trigger gots no heart
and i’ll be d~mned if i’m broke, old, pushin’ on a shoppin’ cart
they blast on a friend of me
another sad case of a mistaken identity
12 o’clock in my hood, it’s the big payback
i sat and watched them shoot my homie, seen his face crack
uzi’s spray like raid on these c~ckroaches
a dropped bomb full of 187 soldiers
doin’ dirt, ’cause we dirty when the trigger pull
seventeen in his body, left the boy full
of hollow tips, so i know he won’t be comin’ back
i let my mail stack, and let my hair platt
but my sweet, sweet son, they had to turn tart
his posse came, and them n~ggas had no heart
[chorus]
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots no heart
ain’t no love, trick
the trigger gots—

[outro]
blaow
me k!ll all man, say, k!ll all man, say
k!ll ’em all, k!ll all men with me glock glock
me k!ll all man, say, k!ll all man, say
k!ll ’em all, k!ll all men with me glock glock
me k!ll all man, say, k!ll all man, say
k!ll ’em all, k!ll all men with me glock glock
yeah, man, blaow
the 187 fac is back in the house, man
for nine~trey
me say me k!ll all men with me glock
blaow
f~ck the man, p~ssyclot, man
187~thousand, g

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