simply do what the trigger says.
Are you a fleek or a gangster?
Well, I have a look at my billboard
Ay, ay, ay, shoot, shoot, shoot
Bang, bang, bang, bleed, bleed,
If you have neither coin nor green
Straight to your bank, I guarantee
With your browning in hand
they'll work out okay, man
Hey, hey, hey, shoot, shoot, shoot
And if your baby decides to fly away
With another bloody loser
You don't need no paper, no pen
Browning will sign your deal
If remorse is sapping your tree
For two cents, three bul lets,
Bang, bang, shoot, shoot, shoot
Bang, bang, bang, bleed, bleed, bleed
Bang, bang, shoot, shoot, shoot
Kill, kill, kill, bleed, bleed,