B.G. Trigga Play Lyrics

I'm bout that trigga play n____
I aint stuntin you bout two
You can get busy you know the choices is on you
I come through your areas to burry you
I slow you down take your Rolex with the bezel too
The B.G. a HB off VL
Tips on the creek rang choppers like a church bell
I armed n____ and backed up by click n____z
Thats trigga happy dont give a f___ bout killin n____z
We killin haters with tommy guns spillin haters
The ghetto made us slangin is how we get our paper
pull off capers an original thug taper
Got riches handed over n____ before I erase ya
You want my troubles I dont believe you ready for it
But I'll bring it to you if you insist you ready for it
You want beef I'm dramatized on paper
You makin me sleep cause I'm bout that trigga play

(chorus)
B.G. bout trigga play
B.G. bout gettin funky anyday
B.G. bout spittin 50 out a K
On the real B.G. bout trigga play now woo the
B.G. straight duckin feds
On the real B.G. bout bustin heads
On the real B.G. killin chopters
Look in the sky flyin by it's hellicopters
*on the real*

Picture I hang words with a n____ off the other side
Can't underestimate him so I'ma grab my s___ and ride
Wayne drive do a pull up and I'ma bust
Wicked plus after that bussiness is a must
My ????? know him he wanna f___ so she can get it
She on the phone with him, nobody home with him
Got it goin in right I know he keep his chrome with him
I'm squeeky yeah I'ma hit him in his dome n____
His enemy aint with nobody stillin me
Thats why you never catch me without my 'tilary
I keep a nina if not I keep a fifth beemer
Once the drama on I aint waitin to cap a p bra
Snake for Jake Blood for Blood I'm with it aint no love
Anybody slip and they get slid
I ride or die I play it raw thats the way I'm raised
Spray for spray n____ I'm bout that trigga play

(chorus)
B.G. bout trigga play
B.G. bout gettin funky anyday
B.G. bout spittin 50 out a K
On the real B.G. bout trigga play, now woo thee
B.G. straight duckin feds
On the real B.G. bout bustin heads
On the real B.G. play with choppers
Look in the sky flyin by it's helicopters
*on the real*

Its on again I gotta grab my chrome again
Some n____ trippin I gotta upset a home again
I'm spankin n____z after a wait they momma be faintin
I'm yankin n____z in any given situation
No mouthin off I bring the blues to the weak
n____ what you wan' do I'll tear down both sides of the streets
In the U.P.T. on the up and up n____s get killed
In the U.P.T. on the up and up s___ really get real
You slangin c__e if anything be ready to accept it
Cause you'll have those checks comin and B.G. will intercept it
I like that I play the game raw n____
Lets take it far n____ you bout that warfare n____
On the backstreet its me in a black ram truck
Head huntin woo thee tryin to jam a n____ up
I'm on a grind for mind to get it how you feel
I'ma stunt n____ its all about that trigga play

(chorus)
B.G. bout trigga play
B.G. bout gettin funky anyday
B.G. bout spittin 50 out a K
On the real B.G. bout trigga play now woo the
B.G. straight duckin feds
On the real B.G. bout bustin heads
On the real B.G. towin chopters
Look in the sky flyin by it's hellicopters
*on the real*

(REPEAT CHORUS)