in the land of raw dope ain t no love for suckers only real niggas and real bitches strap up and roll let a motherfucker know trigger happy bitch giddy up now this bitch might pow pow trigger happy bitch giddy up now this bitch might pow pow hoes run away y all betta recognise triggers holdin down this shit and it s shante for the 9 to 5 wicked bitch of the westside homicide you know the lead getting up wid your grammar bitch don t you trick come wid some more realistic shit hands in effect get ya ass kicked body blows beat a roll chi got me be in a bogus fold never get me love just money hungry got a sack of hay so i m living naughty trigger happy nigga bustin caps hell done broke and bitch is snap stick ya up kid for the showdown you betta leave town fo the sun go down i ma throw down on the low down and run you bitches outta town  my name is trigger and if you pull me and i m mad i will straight pop on some shit in the bogus bitch toe to toe this bitch will bust head up cause i m fed up some bitches get lit up thinking i m a damn joke watch me get realer shit ain t nuttin funny i m wreckin money niggas on my fucking bone trying to make they self some honey but uhh i ain t even wid that shit to lick the clit and get on trip bitch ain t about that lovey dovey bitch all about that hitty witty 