Clip And The Trigga Lyrics by Spice 1

Clip And The Trigga Lyrics


    Yeah, the motherfuckin east bay gangster back in the house
    A.k.a. mr. kill yo' ass
    187 fac mothafucker
    Nine-trey
    G-nut in the motherfuckin house
    Big john on that goddamn bass
    I'm 22 with a motherfuckin beer belly
    Some say i'm a og already
    When i was young i had the lust to pull the trigger
    Spice-1 the giggity gangsta nigga
    Oh shit it's a glock and a clip
    Put the clip in the glock put the glock by my jock
    In my neighborhood niggas try to gat ya
    Better watch out spice-1 is gettin' faster
    Quick to let the dick hang
    Listen to this bitch sing
    Her name is mrs. mossberg i think i'm goin' nuts man
    Better back up off me g, i think i'm blackin' out
    And every time i do niggas get bucked in their mouth
    I keep one in the chamber so i can get you first bitch
    My nine is at your dome
    I think i wanna burst this
    Switchin' personalities to another nigga
    Spice-1 is the clip ray(?) gangsta is the trigger
    Soon to meet ya jah steppin' to me posse
    The 187 is heartless like the ???
    Mini me say now me the gangsta nigga with the ak
    Tryin to sell ya dayton off the gta
    Got to get me hustle get me scratch every day
    Mini me say wa the ma jackin mothafucker slingin' yay
    Come again now
    Me me got to get me hustle every day
    Mini me say wa the ma jackin mothafucker slingin' yayo
    Bluh!
    Chorus:
    The clip and the trigga the clip and the trigga
    Them niggas can't deal with the clip and the trigga
    The clip and the trigga the clip and the trigga
    Them niggas can't deal with the mothafuckin clip
    (repeat chorus)
    Shoot the heart out the back of a nigga that wanna squab with me
    187 mothafucka steady mobbin' g
    Kickin' the gangsta
    Rollin' down the block smokin' indo
    Cluckers owe me money what the fuck should i grin for?
    187 proof
    187 pure
    187 up on that ass if you touch the door
    Of my f-fly blue drop 'stang
    Rollin' with the top down chitty-chitty gang bang
    Coke slinger, make the gat sing a
    Song for the niggas who wanna fuck me in the game up
    Who the fuck is on a gaffle?
    Leave your body half-full
    When the hair-pin trigger pull
    5-0 try to creep so i ran a
    Check on my motherfuckin 8-channel scanner
    Packin' 3 gats nigga with the weed hat
    Never gettin feedback slinging yay, speed, crack
    And anything on the black market
    Jackin' niggas for their d-dana danes so you better park it
    The mothafuckin gangsta nigga
    Spice is the clip ray(?) gangsta is the trigger
    Chorus (except slight variation)
    So to meet ya jah steppin' to me posse
    The 187 is heartless like the ???
    Mini me say now me the gangsta nigga with the ak
    Tryin to sell ya dayton off the gta
    Got to get me hustle get me scratch every day
    Mini me say wa the ma jackin mothafucker slingin' yay
    Come again now
    Me me got to get me hustle every day
    Mini me say wa the ma jackin mothafucker slingin' yayo
    Ya can't tell me shit about the mothafuckin clip
    Ya can't say shit about the mothafuckin trigga
    Them niggas can't fuck with me mothafuckin clip
    Bluh!
    Them niggas can't fuck with me mothafuckin trigga
    Yeah fool
    9-trey straight gangsta shit
    Niggas get gatted up
    Can't fuck with the 187 fac nigga we in your ass
    Nigga with a gangsta lean
    Yeah
    Comin' out the mothafuckin bay area
    Straight motherfuckin gangsta shit
    Check it out
    All y'all real-ass niggas just ride
    187,000 g

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