Geto Boys - Trigga Happy n***a (OG) lyrics

[Intro: Lil' J] Today's special Is ghetto dope processed in 5th Ward Texas We sell so much of this Until they want to know what we put in it Okay, I'mma sure this recipe with y'all Hey John, give me an ounce of that ether 5th Ward ba** Yeah, aww yeah, yeah Yo Doug, give me a half a ki' of uncut drums Aww yeah, yeah Say Red, give me a pound of them horns with red hot sa** in it Yeah, aww yeah, yeah, aww yeah Say fellas, give me a ton of everything And cut it with the trigger happy motherf**ing Ghetto Boys! [Verse 1: DJ Akshen] Way back in the days, I had a quest for artillery Obsessed with handguns, fire open willingly f** [?] [?], Fisher Price, Tucker and Rammo Just give me a .38, .45 and some ammo I'll show you a lunatic if that's what you want to see A warning from the [?], my man, don't you f** with me 'Cause I'm known for showing you motherf**ers what time it is Gunning n***as down, [?] in my early years I never backed up from a so-called Assa**in Communist, chink, Vietnamese bring they a** in Me slack up on a hoe? (Oh no!) If she wants to run to me, let her go, let her go That's just one less freak that we have to deal with Ak be in love with a b**h? Don't even feel it! Smoking ampers got me like this, now how you figure I'll forever be a trigger happy n***a "Don't f** with me! You stupid f**! You die, motherf**er! Say hello to my little friend! I'll take you all to f**ing hell! Don't f** with me! You stupid f**!" -] Scarface samples [Verse 2: DJ Akshen] Poison my corner, trying to run a gang game Selling that phony sh**, it's white but it ain't 'caine Some stupid motherf**er said I owed him I ain't paying a motherf**er, I don't play and I showed him That if you come and front me with that bullsh** Your card is filed and you'll die when I pull it 'Cause life is a gamble when you f** with a psycho No pity on another, it's a game, that's how life goes I'm hip to all the tricks of the trade k**ing and stealing and ganking n***as to get paid But this time, you bullsh**ted you bullsh**ter And found out that I'm a trigger happy n***a "Don't f** with me! You stupid f**! You die, motherf**er! Say hello to my little friend! I'll take you all to f**ing hell! Don't f** with me! Say hello to my little friend!" -] Scarface samples [Verse 3: Bushwick Bill] We needed money, so I robbed the liquor store Down on your knees, she'd hesitated, I'd kick the who*e Want to go for bad? b**h, I go for broke Pulled out a .9 "Think it's a game?" She said, "Nope" Out comes the manager, must of thought I was bluffing him She knew I was serious saw the heat when I busted him "Come on, motherf**er, I ain't playing so give it up" She said the cops were coming, "Does it look like I give a f**? "You lucky I ain't horny, I'd be rocking you" She let down her hair, pulled up her skirt and said "What's stopping you?" "b**h, you must mistake me for a lolly gag "'Cause if I get in that a** they'll haul me off in a body bag "Give me the money, I'm tired of the waiting and sh**" She said, "The box is empty" I said, "Ain't that a b**h? "Back to the safe, you better open it fast "I'm getting tired, I'm about to melt a cap in your a**" I got all their money, let them live? How you figure? I'll forever be a trigger happy n***a "Don't f** with me! You die, motherf**er!" -] Scarface samples [Verse 4: Willie Dee] Doing crime in H-Town in my prime Robbed the same motherf**ers four or five times Where was the cops when I was ripping off dividends? Out writing tickets to hard working citizens They ain't never been smart enough to catch me But one day I went criming with a p**y He got shot and hit the floor I ran non stop to my Goddamn front door Stashed the cash in case A clue led the motherf**ers to my place I grabbed the bib, cleaned my popper And what did I hear? A Goddamn chopper Damn, ain't this a b**h? The motherf**er must have snitched I thought about putting some heads to bed But I played to stay instead Surrender, the last day of November Made bond the first day of December Promised myself when I see that snitch I'd k** that son of a b**h Went scrap to slay everyday I just couldn't, put the f**ing gun away Wait a minute, I'm full of those 40's Caught his a** slipping at a block party k**ed the motherf**er as he said, "D, please" Put holes in his a** like rat cheese Squash that sh**, how you figure? I'll forever be a trigger happy n***a "You die, motherf**er! Say hello to my little friend! Don't f** with me!" -] Scarface samples