Trigga Happy Aggin Lyrics - Geto Boys

[ Intro ] 

Today's special is Geto dope processed in Fifth Ward, Texas 

We sell so much of this until they want to know what we put in it 

OK, I'm gonna share this recipe with y'all 

Hey John, gimme an ounce of that ether Fifth Ward bass 

Yeah, aw yeah! 

Yo Doug! Give me a half a key of uncut drums 

Aw yeah! Yeah! 

Say Red, give me a pound of them horns with red (???) cents in it! 

Yeah, aw yeah! 

Yeah, aw yeah! 

Say fellas, give me ton of everything and cut it with the trigger happy 

motherfuckin' Geto Boys 

[ Verse 1 -- Bushwick ] 

We needed money, so I robbed a liquor store 

Down on your knees she hesitated, I kicked the whore 

Wanna go for bad, bitch I go for broke 

Pulled out the 9, think it's a game, she said nope 

Out comes the manager, mother' thought I was bluffin him 

She knew I was serious, so did he when I busted him 

Come on motherfucker I ain't playin' so give it up 

She said the cops are comin', does it look like I give a fuck! 

You're lucky I ain't horny, I'd be rockin' ya 

She let down her hair, pulled up her skirt and said what's stoppin' ya? 

Bitch you must mistake me for a lollygag 

'cause' if I get in that ass, they'll haul me off in a body bag 

Gimme the money, I'm tired of the waiting shit 

She said the box is empty 

I said ain't that a bitch 

Back to the safe you better open it fast 

I'm gettin' tired, I'm about to melt a cap in your ass 

I got all that money that I'm live, how you figure? 

I'll forever be a trigga happy nigga 

(gunshots) 

Don't fuck with me 

(gunshots) 

You die motherfucker 

[ Verse 2 -- Willie D ] 

Doin' crime in H-Town in my prime 

Robbed the same motherfuckas 4 or 5 times 

Where was the cops when I was rippin' off dividends? 

Out writin' tickets to hard workin' citizens! 

They ain't never been smart enough to catch me 

But one day I went climbin' with a pussy 

He got shot and hit the floor 

I ran non-stop to my god damn front door 

Stashed the cash and case 

A clue led the motherfuckas to my place 

I grabbed the bill cleaned my popper 

And what did I hear a god damn chopper 

Damn, ain't this a bitch, the motherfucher must've snitched 

I thought about puttin some head to bed 

But I played the stay instead 

Surrender, the last day of November, made bond the first day of December 

Promised myself when I see that snitch, I'd kill that son of a bitch! 

We scrapped the slate every day 

I just couldn't put the fuckin' gun away 

Wait a minute, I'm full of those forties, 

I caught his ass slippin' at a block party 

Killed a motherfucka as he said D please 

Put holes in his ass like rat cheese 

Squash that shit, how ya figure? 

I'll forever be a trigga happy nigga! 

(gunshots) 

You die motherfucker 

Say hello to my little friend 

Don't fuck with me 

You stupid fuck 

You die motherfucker 

Say hello to my little friend 

(gunshots) 

I'll take you all to fuckin hell! 

(gunshots) 

Don't fuck with me 

You stupid fuck 

[ Verse 3 -- Scarface ] 

Boys on my corner tryin' to run a day game 

Sellin that phony shit, it's white but it ain't caine 

Some stupid mother fucker said I owed him 

I ain't payin' the mother fucker I don't play and I showed him 

That if you come and front me with that bullshit 

You card is filed and you'll die when I pull it 

'cause life is a gamble when you fuck with a psycho 

No pity on another it's a game, it's how life goes 

I'm hip to all the tricks of the trade 

Killin', and stealin' and gankin' niggas to get paid 

But this time you bullshitted the bullshitter 

and found out that I'm a trigga happy nigga 

Don't fuck with me 

You stupid fuck 

You die motherfucker 

Say hello to my little friend 

(gunshots) 

I'll take you all to fuckin hell! 

Don't fuck with me!