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Trigg`nomm

No Tomorrow

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[Intro: Trigg`nomm]Hmm, yeah, check it out[Trigg`nomm]Directified, punk niggas need to step asideI keep it gangstafied, me and my nine can`t wait to slideBulletproof nowadays, to ease the painFuck fame, a nigga still feel reignBitches the same, sneak to keep a new gameAin`t nothin` changed, if it ain`t one thingIt be a muthafuckin` `nother, word mother to the otherPeace to Guinea Kim, big brotherLittle talkin`, ain`t nothin` sweet, I peep the skittle talkAnd play around, you lay around, with your fiddle talkin`Danger, I be that nigga labeled as a strangerWith four limbs string, fuck your Power RangerFuck hockey, nigga, them crackers can`t stop meI set `em up and wet `em up, somethin` sloppyFuck a bitch, just like a snitch, sugar stitchAn only switch, is that a snitch, hig and ditchSo fuck a snitcher, dime drop `em, we gotta stop `emGlock `em, pop `em, block boot knock `emE.D.A.D., nigga don`t play meI change the pace with the flash of my waistI`m peelin` out, I`m bustin` off or get the illin` outBullets keep the spillin` out, to feel `em what I`m feelin` outHorror, I bet the sun is shine tomorrowI hate the bottle, like there`s no tomorrow[Chorus 2X: Trigg`nomm]I think about tomorrow, to wanna hit the bottleTo kill all my sorrow, hit your day awayI got to stay away, all lay, lay awayI love you, tomorrow, your just a day away[Trigg`nomm]The slang spitter, bitch gritter, money getterNiggas is funny with the money, meet the pistol whipperRotten apple rappin`, I pull my gat and just started clappin`That`s how it happen, stop askin` me what happenedYour noisy ass, actin` like Josie and the Pussy-assKick ass for the cats, quick to click for the cashWhere I`m from, the sun don`t shine, the rain don`t stopCops totin` glocks, yet they still gettin` shotNiggas is snakin`, filthy and in this lab of bakin`Cab dollar makin`, never fake it, three to the mindIt`s swine, like wine I get better with timeGots to approx` mine, so no man can stop youUntouchable, or edable, gat totin` vetI make your set wetable, check my weather crewDeath to any, I kills for my penniesA body for my dollars, make cents, I`m convincedTo kidnap you, gat smack you, gun slap youA.K.A. the Coney Island Gangsta RapperFeelin` when I`m chillin`, my blunt, my bottleAnd I`mma hit that shit like it`s no tomorrow[Chorus 2X][Trigg`nomm]For days and days with the shit that paysBlack bust back nigga, you just got graysWarfare gorilla style, bodies by the poundsNiggas you never know me if you don`t know me by nowTestin` my strength, I`mma flex full lengthAnd at the same time, get paid like Johnny KempIt`s Friday night, I`m camouflaged at the partyTo drinkin` some Bacardi, I`m about to catch a bodyThe forecast was foggy, like walk on the greenI pull my machine, get the money, the CREAMCriminals got to eat, need my mineralsTimes are pitiful, I got to live criticalYear of the nine, yo, what`s up with these?Year of the nine, yo, what`s up with these?Those that act bold, I`m back to unfoldSmack you with that bottle of Old Gold, I stoled your lustI`m quick to bust, hit the dustSkulls`ll get crushed, niggas kill that fussI`m out the jungle, like tees and a gat, manOriginal black man from Coney to Islam[Chorus 2X]

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