Tonart: F minor•
Verse 1
Once again, you do wrong,
wrong will follow. (Always, Always)
That's real shit, real spit nigga,
you know the business.
Verse 2
Fm
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love. (Mafia)
Verse 3
Fm
What ya sayin nigga?,
What ya sayin nigga?,
What ya sayin nigga,
nawh, what ya sayin nigga?,
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love. (Mafia)
Verse 4
Fm
Yea, I tell you one time,
don't play with my bread, (nope)
Nigga, you do, they gon' find
yo ass dead. (yup)
Body in trunk,
hands tied to yo legs, (yup)
Tape on yo mouth,
a hole in yo head. (bluu!)
Verse 5
now the nigga in debt, (ho!)
How you gon' pay that? Nigga don't sweat,
(mmhmm)
Goons on deck - you know what's next,
(what)
Send 'em to yo house,
now it's time to collect, (get it)
Verse 6
Fm
Now you in a box, nigga - cause and effect,
(bitch!)
Hollow points and buckshots, all
in yo neck. (bitch!!)
Told ya 'bout playin' with a nigga like that,
(don't play!)
Now yo fam gon' visit you,
payin' they respects. (you gone!)
Verse 7
don't play with my money,
Sold all my dope,
now you run around stuntin', (mmh)
All in the mall, spendin' money on ya woman,
(trick!)
Nigga must think he don't owe me nothin',
(trick!)
Verse 8
Fm
Nigga must think I forgot about mine,
He pressed 'ignore' when I called his line,
(hell nawh)
I'mma play it cool like everythin' fine,
Catch him comin' home,
lay him down with the 9.
Verse 9
Fm
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love. (Mafia)
Verse 10
Fm
Yo, bang bang, shoot 'em up,
Memphis niggas don't give a fuck. (never)
Run up on ya in broad day,
pull them guns out, shoot ya up.
Verse 11
Fm
Loose ya life over light green,
(uh huh)
Kill a nigga over soft white
(uh huh)
You ain't from here,
don't come here (nope)
And if you do,
better walk light. (light!)
Verse 12
Fm
Our here is a nightmare, (mare)
Homicides,
not Freddy Krueger (krueger)
Niggas ain't got shit to lose, (lose)
Shoot it out like a Western movie.
Verse 13
Fm
The trigger ain't got no heart,
The nigga behind it ain't got
no love. (no love!)
These niggas ain't wearin' no mask
And these niggas ain't wearin'
no glove (no glove!)
Verse 14
Fm
These niggas don't, fight no mo',
Fuck takin' the high road.
Lil' homie 'bout 16,
Bust a gun with his eyes closed.
Verse 15
Fm
Fuck with all that gangsta talk,
Know you ain't bout that life!
Pull that heater on yo ass,
Bet you come up off that ice. (ho!)
Verse 16
Fm
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart,
the nigga behind it ain't got no love. (Mafia)
Verse 17
Fm
(North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis,
North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis...)
Verse 18
Fifty shots clear this bitch out
like a tornado,
Two choppas who identical
- call 'em Cain and Abel.
Fm
Fm
Very fatal, dippin' in stash
like a soup ladle,
Rolled up on him, shot him in
his head - busted tomato.
Verse 19
niggas get high on this shit,
Like the ho, ya nuts,
(okay, okay, okay)
Shotgun blast to ya stomach, bitch,
on ya guts. (for real)
Verse 20
Fm
You say you gang affiliated,
extra clips tough, (ch ch)
And when the bullets get to poppin',
they don't give no fucks (fucks)
Money rules everything,
and we got the cash,
Pay yo homies one bag,
Verse 21
(one!) to blow up yo ass (pow pow)
Fm
Kidnap ya from ya residence,
no mask no lie
F.B.I. found ya body in
Project dumpster, BFI (ooooh, ooooh)
Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
Du musst dich , um eine Bewertung abzugeben.
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteFm
Beliebte Akkorde weltweit
Meistgespielte Akkorde & Tabs aller Nutzer
Neu hinzugefügt
Kürzlich hinzugefügte Akkorde & Tabs