| Song | Trigga Happy |
| Artist | Spice 1 |
| Album | Best Of Spice 1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Green, Turner | |
| Dope fiend willy: | |
| Heh heh yeah goddamn it that old gangsta shit right there boy goddamn | |
| Shit heh heh | |
| This is dope fiend willy from the last mutha fuckin record i want the | |
| Ten piece hey i got me some now i don give a fuck but uh huh yeah you | |
| All ain gonna know nothin bout this o.g. shit | |
| Unless you start knowin sumpim about uzi and shit so uh? | |
| Verse 1: spice 1 | |
| Now this 380 was a bitch who used to ho up on my block | |
| She lived on smith-n-wesson with that pimp mr. glock | |
| Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound | |
| And bitches jocked his trigga everytime he came around | |
| Big baller, big game shooter until he met that crazy mutha fucka mr. | |
| Ruger | |
| Now ruger was a pimp too, he had his own hoes | |
| Mrs hollow tip and neener who wore hosh clothes | |
| G-string up the ass with the big fat clitoris | |
| Drinkin that colt 45 cuz she a gangsta bitch | |
| I love my neener and my neener loves me mutha fucka think i crazy | |
| Cuz i trigga happy | |
| Chorus in the background: | |
| Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy nigga | |
| (repeat 4x) | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| Heh heh, well goddamn smith-n-wesson, heh heh heh, i got me a colt 45 | |
| Back at the mutha fuckin house heh heh, yeah i ready to do somethin?with one of these little oloung mutha fucka heh heh yeah, but i | |
| Think maybe a ol? ten piece hook me up mutha fucka i know you got that | |
| Shit | |
| Yeah mutha fuckin dope fiend willie in the house, don give a fuck | |
| About no nigga heh mutha fucka shit. | |
| Verse 2: spice 1 | |
| Mr snubnose slangin the yay out the bullet shed | |
| And mrs mossberg blowin up his (???) | |
| And the shit it don be gettin no better, you gotta watch for that | |
| Crooked ass cop officer beretta | |
| Put your ass in a sling, check out that skinny ass bitch deuce deuce | |
| Thinking she miss thing | |
| And mr tech nine lookin for some convo and he jammed and stuttered when | |
| He could had a hoe | |
| But he still knockin boots from hell to heaven nigga got a page about | |
| Three feety seven | |
| Gettin paid for the cot, so now he got a deal with that bitch pimp mr | |
| Glock | |
| Chrous in the background: | |
| (repeat 3x) | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| Yeah yeah i like that new shit boy yeah heh heh trigga happy, trigga | |
| Happy heh trigga happy nigga yeah i like that shit. i bout to go | |
| Over here and talk to these girls over here damn baby what you got on | |
| And shit. | |
| Verse 3: spice 1 | |
| Now every nigga wavin peace to the nine | |
| Cuz glock hit the block in a jeep drinkin cheap wine | |
| With his nigga ak drug kingpin gotta find mr technine do his ass in | |
| Niggas plottin hits plottin schemes but mr technine got an ar-15 | |
| An og nigga from the hood got his cash on rollin fly brooms smokin | |
| Chronic to the fuckin dome | |
| And mr glock got the word from his people mr technine havin a party | |
| At the desert eagle | |
| So right in front of the club when he checked his beeper | |
| Technine blasted his ass with the street sweeper | |
| Chorus in the background: | |
| (repeat 4x) | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| (smoking) (coughing) goddamn shit fuck yall and your folks got these | |
| Days? that old chronic shit look at that! goddamn boy let me get | |
| Another hit of that shit ( smoking) goddamn (coughing) | |
| You ol?trigga happy mutha fuckin youth |
| zuo ci : Green, Turner | |
| Dope fiend willy: | |
| Heh heh yeah goddamn it that old gangsta shit right there boy goddamn | |
| Shit heh heh | |
| This is dope fiend willy from the last mutha fuckin record i want the | |
| Ten piece hey i got me some now i don give a fuck but uh huh yeah you | |
| All ain gonna know nothin bout this o. g. shit | |
| Unless you start knowin sumpim about uzi and shit so uh? | |
| Verse 1: spice 1 | |
| Now this 380 was a bitch who used to ho up on my block | |
| She lived on smithnwesson with that pimp mr. glock | |
| Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound | |
| And bitches jocked his trigga everytime he came around | |
| Big baller, big game shooter until he met that crazy mutha fucka mr. | |
| Ruger | |
| Now ruger was a pimp too, he had his own hoes | |
| Mrs hollow tip and neener who wore ho sh clothes | |
| Gstring up the ass with the big fat clitoris | |
| Drinkin that colt 45 cuz she a gangsta bitch | |
| I love my neener and my neener loves me mutha fucka think i crazy | |
| Cuz i trigga happy | |
| Chorus in the background: | |
| Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy nigga | |
| repeat 4x | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| Heh heh, well goddamn smithnwesson, heh heh heh, i got me a colt 45 | |
| Back at the mutha fuckin house heh heh, yeah i ready to do somethin? with one of these little ol oung mutha fucka heh heh yeah, but i | |
| Think maybe a ol? ten piece hook me up mutha fucka i know you got that | |
| Shit | |
| Yeah mutha fuckin dope fiend willie in the house, don give a fuck | |
| About no nigga heh mutha fucka shit. | |
| Verse 2: spice 1 | |
| Mr snubnose slangin the yay out the bullet shed | |
| And mrs mossberg blowin up his ??? | |
| And the shit it don be gettin no better, you gotta watch for that | |
| Crooked ass cop officer beretta | |
| Put your ass in a sling, check out that skinny ass bitch deuce deuce | |
| Thinking she miss thing | |
| And mr tech nine lookin for some convo and he jammed and stuttered when | |
| He could had a hoe | |
| But he still knockin boots from hell to heaven nigga got a page about | |
| Three feety seven | |
| Gettin paid for the cot, so now he got a deal with that bitch pimp mr | |
| Glock | |
| Chrous in the background: | |
| repeat 3x | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| Yeah yeah i like that new shit boy yeah heh heh trigga happy, trigga | |
| Happy heh trigga happy nigga yeah i like that shit. i bout to go | |
| Over here and talk to these girls over here damn baby what you got on | |
| And shit. | |
| Verse 3: spice 1 | |
| Now every nigga wavin peace to the nine | |
| Cuz glock hit the block in a jeep drinkin cheap wine | |
| With his nigga ak drug kingpin gotta find mr technine do his ass in | |
| Niggas plottin hits plottin schemes but mr technine got an ar15 | |
| An og nigga from the hood got his cash on rollin fly brooms smokin | |
| Chronic to the fuckin dome | |
| And mr glock got the word from his people mr technine havin a party | |
| At the desert eagle | |
| So right in front of the club when he checked his beeper | |
| Technine blasted his ass with the street sweeper | |
| Chorus in the background: | |
| repeat 4x | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| smoking coughing goddamn shit fuck yall and your folks got these | |
| Days? that old chronic shit look at that! goddamn boy let me get | |
| Another hit of that shit smoking goddamn coughing | |
| You ol? trigga happy mutha fuckin youth |
| zuò cí : Green, Turner | |
| Dope fiend willy: | |
| Heh heh yeah goddamn it that old gangsta shit right there boy goddamn | |
| Shit heh heh | |
| This is dope fiend willy from the last mutha fuckin record i want the | |
| Ten piece hey i got me some now i don give a fuck but uh huh yeah you | |
| All ain gonna know nothin bout this o. g. shit | |
| Unless you start knowin sumpim about uzi and shit so uh? | |
| Verse 1: spice 1 | |
| Now this 380 was a bitch who used to ho up on my block | |
| She lived on smithnwesson with that pimp mr. glock | |
| Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound | |
| And bitches jocked his trigga everytime he came around | |
| Big baller, big game shooter until he met that crazy mutha fucka mr. | |
| Ruger | |
| Now ruger was a pimp too, he had his own hoes | |
| Mrs hollow tip and neener who wore ho sh clothes | |
| Gstring up the ass with the big fat clitoris | |
| Drinkin that colt 45 cuz she a gangsta bitch | |
| I love my neener and my neener loves me mutha fucka think i crazy | |
| Cuz i trigga happy | |
| Chorus in the background: | |
| Trigga happy, trigga happy, trigga happy nigga | |
| repeat 4x | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| Heh heh, well goddamn smithnwesson, heh heh heh, i got me a colt 45 | |
| Back at the mutha fuckin house heh heh, yeah i ready to do somethin? with one of these little ol oung mutha fucka heh heh yeah, but i | |
| Think maybe a ol? ten piece hook me up mutha fucka i know you got that | |
| Shit | |
| Yeah mutha fuckin dope fiend willie in the house, don give a fuck | |
| About no nigga heh mutha fucka shit. | |
| Verse 2: spice 1 | |
| Mr snubnose slangin the yay out the bullet shed | |
| And mrs mossberg blowin up his ??? | |
| And the shit it don be gettin no better, you gotta watch for that | |
| Crooked ass cop officer beretta | |
| Put your ass in a sling, check out that skinny ass bitch deuce deuce | |
| Thinking she miss thing | |
| And mr tech nine lookin for some convo and he jammed and stuttered when | |
| He could had a hoe | |
| But he still knockin boots from hell to heaven nigga got a page about | |
| Three feety seven | |
| Gettin paid for the cot, so now he got a deal with that bitch pimp mr | |
| Glock | |
| Chrous in the background: | |
| repeat 3x | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| Yeah yeah i like that new shit boy yeah heh heh trigga happy, trigga | |
| Happy heh trigga happy nigga yeah i like that shit. i bout to go | |
| Over here and talk to these girls over here damn baby what you got on | |
| And shit. | |
| Verse 3: spice 1 | |
| Now every nigga wavin peace to the nine | |
| Cuz glock hit the block in a jeep drinkin cheap wine | |
| With his nigga ak drug kingpin gotta find mr technine do his ass in | |
| Niggas plottin hits plottin schemes but mr technine got an ar15 | |
| An og nigga from the hood got his cash on rollin fly brooms smokin | |
| Chronic to the fuckin dome | |
| And mr glock got the word from his people mr technine havin a party | |
| At the desert eagle | |
| So right in front of the club when he checked his beeper | |
| Technine blasted his ass with the street sweeper | |
| Chorus in the background: | |
| repeat 4x | |
| Dope fiend willie: | |
| smoking coughing goddamn shit fuck yall and your folks got these | |
| Days? that old chronic shit look at that! goddamn boy let me get | |
| Another hit of that shit smoking goddamn coughing | |
| You ol? trigga happy mutha fuckin youth |