Cloak N Dagga, Crystal Celeste Grand - Gold Trigga lyrics

[Cloak N Dagga, Crystal Celeste Grand - Gold Trigga lyrics]

Aiyyo, check this out
Nobody don't do nothin until, Simon says
You heard me? Yo 'Bis man
Tell them chicks to chill out man are we on?
C&D soldier, that's whassup (what)
C&D player, that's whassup (what)
C&D shorty, that's whassup (what)
Worldwide, we worldwide, ohhhh

I told, y'all niggas
Don't try to interrupt my figures
(told y'all) y'all know, I'm sicker
Quicker than the average nigga
(you know this man) before, you speak up
Remember one thing my nigga
(just 'fore you open your mouth)
My gold, plated trigger
Ain't never missed a burner (yo, check it)

Full metal jacket, kevlar plastic flow
Tongue arrow from a high powered crossbow
Robin Hood from one of the worst hoods
And Nottingham they ain't give a
Damn about my fam i hold it down for all
The mortals who ain't here
Blow trees into the air and pour out beer
Time to make paper this year
I'm takin it there
So empty your account and put
Your hands in the air, oh!

I told, y'all niggas
Don't try to interrupt my figures
(told y'all) y'all know, I'm sicker
Quicker than the average nigga
(you know this man) before, you speak up
Remember one thing my nigga
(just 'fore you open your mouth)
My gold, plated trigger
Ain't never missed a burner (yo, check it)

Yeah, they call me Whistler
Rollin up the rizzler
In the cinema with the cocoa sister my nigga
High-definition wide picture
Rhyme sicker, Limewire rhyme ripper
Time skipper, immortal as the psalm scripture
Tell your moms don't slob on my zipper
MC Mr c, my nigga spit yaw and pitch like a
Fly but quicker my nigga

I told, y'all niggas
Don't try to interrupt my figures
(told y'all) y'all know, I'm sicker
Quicker than the average nigga
(you know this man) before, you speak up
Remember one thing my nigga
(just 'fore you open your mouth)
My gold, plated trigger
Ain't never missed a burner (yo, check it)

(I just wanna) We ain't interruptin nothin
I'm still MILF huntin
She like real soldiers that got real bunions
She got a big onion, pass it this way
I kiss lip face, breasts and big waist
However long it takes, she fix me steak
Long as I keep makin more trips to the bank
She don't wanna thank me, I spank her panties
(Do it like that, it makes me happy)

We mad savage on the track
Like when animals attack
Big faces on the front and
Monuments on the back we got it like that
Rubber band stacks for rap
Flip things in this game like an acrobat
Shorty shakin that thing and man
Has she got back
I'm 'bout to serve her that thing
Son I'll be right back
Get brains from the dame
I got the friends in the back
When cloak'n'dagga do it big
Boy it be like that i told y'all

I told, y'all niggas
Don't try to interrupt my figures
(told y'all) y'all know, I'm sicker
Quicker than the average nigga
(you know this man) before, you speak up
Remember one thing my nigga
(just 'fore you open your mouth)
My gold, plated trigger
Ain't never missed a burner (yo, check it)

It's the dagga 'n the cloak man
Simon says b-side's on the track
Don't fuck with me
Yeah, it's like that y'all (hahaha)
(Y'all heard me) i told you baby think twice
'fore you step to me

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