MZ4MIKAL – TRIGGAMAN Lyrics
Artist: MZ4MIKAL
Song: TRIGGAMAN
Chillin’ on a set with a fully automatic tec!
I’m chillin’ on a set with a fully automatic tec
Never was caught slippin’ is how I got my respect
I’m a threat, nonetheless
On myself? Imma bet
From the city that never could care less
I’m so reckless
From the west, I was blessed
With success I rose in
The swamp I was born in
No country for old men
They say it’s an omen
Flip a coin, he was chosen?
Now they sayin’ “Oh man!”
Aroma of corpses
They said it made no sense
I just love the thrill of the hunt
Mafia gave me a cold rinse
A puppet with a mind of its own man
But pull a string wrong, dead silence, mouth open
Living life through the eyes of Coen
The silence of God is loud when brains split open
Captive bolt stunner in my right hand’ll fold ‘em
I’m Anton Chigurh, leave the whole city hopeless
One for the money
Two for the show
All my ladies say, “Aye,”
And my woadies say, “Woah”
Chillin’ on a set, ‘bout to blow like four 9’s
Vulture hunger, now I’m rhyming like Rob
Say Imma hustla well gimme my shine
Imma get mine, it’s just in due time
My hands on these bars, but I’ll never do time
They told me kick rocks, now I’ll need a shoe shine
Got all this dope, yeah I’ll always sell lines
But take it with caution and you’ll be just fine
If it’s fine with you, then it’s fine with me
Imma B.G. out the Choppa City
Imma Mac with the words like it’s World War III
And the block is still hot, but I’m not Weezy
Though I got ‘em coughy and wheezy
Tryna catch up to me
Olympic marathon and I just copped a gold piece
Silver and bronze? Sheesh
Conductor to the coach: You’ll always be behind me
One for the money
Two for the show
All my ladies say, “Aye,”
And my woadies say, “Woah”
Clap, drop
Say sum’ shawty if you want it or not
Ain’t got no time baby girl, I gotta flock
Can’t joce you all night, girl stop
I said
Clap, drop
Say sum’ shawty if you want it or not
Ain’t got no time baby girl, I gotta flock
Can’t joce you all night ahh
Say yeah, MIKAL. got em scared
I don’ hopped to the top like a bunny
Man
Bread in my hand, but I’m not fed
Ion know bout you and yours but me and mine grand
Say yeah, MIKAL. got em scared
I don’ hopped to the top like a bunny
Man
Bread in my hand, but I’m not fed
Ion know bout you and yours but me and mine grand, yeah
One for the money
Two for the show
All my ladies say, “Aye,”
And my woadies say, “Woah” uhh
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Release Year: 1996