Trigger Happy lyrics

[Intro]
I'm about to be on some real murder sh*t, A
I'm tellin' you man
Any n*gga that ever looked at me wrong, owes me money
Or ever said any jealous bullsh*t about me is f*ckin' dead
You understand what the f*ck I'm sayin', A? They're f*ckin' dead man
I don't give a f*ck about nothin'


[Chorus]
Forty-one my favourite number
Don't ask me why I said that
'Cause if I tell you that
I might just send yo' ass where red at
n*gga wanna say "Come to the loop."
That's where the feds at
They brought a fat-ass, tried to run
That 6-2 knocked his head back [?]
I know you heard about ff, ff
Got hit in the face
That murder gang n*gga claiming he was gangster
Told on gang case
n*gga tell him how your partner died
You didn't shoot your gun, you ran away
That goofy n*gga brother kicking my ass
I can't even stand straight
[Verse]
Right back to the hood to catch an M
I need some bands to play
A n*gga 'tryna buck, then he get bucked
This ain't no tampa bay
I heard they knocked his noodles out his head
I hate they seen his brain [?]
Yeah, this your fat ass brother
Am I rushing, healing up my pain?
If he say he gon' do this and that
I know that n*gga lying
If I hop out, better run
This sh*t official, Call of Duty, aim
It's a war zone in my city, n*gga
We ain't playing no shooting game
This switch, beat his ass
Take off my belt, I'm just like Pootie Tang
Say, when I couldn't afford no Shiesty mask
I had to use a shirt
We hop out with them choppers
We'll do anything to get you merked
Trigger finger hit you
Chopper clappin', lay you down at church
And all these n*ggas know
I'm smoking forty-one, I ain't takin' 'bout Dirk
[Chorus]
Forty-one my favourite number
Don't ask me why I said that
'Cause if I tell you that
I might just send yo' ass where red at
n*gga wanna say "Come to the loop."
That's where the feds at
They brought a fat-ass, tried to run
That 6-2 knocked his head back [?]
I know you heard about ff, ff
Got hit in the face
That murder gang n*gga claiming he was gangster
Told on gang case
n*gga tell him how your partner died
You didn't shoot your gun, you ran away
That goofy n*gga brother kicking my ass
I can't even stand straight