Big Poppa Stash - Pullin' Triggaz

I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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All about my stash and my cash
About to make a pass
Moving too fast
Ask questions last
Shoot then ask if that wasn't clear
Hit you in the front hit your girl from the rear
Got no time for shedding tears up in this game
If you fuck with me
Well that'll be a damn shame
I always feel this pain
It never goes away
So roll up on my turf
Go ahead and make my fucking day
My strap will make you pay
I keep it the fuck real
Dirty Harry up in here and we ain't making no deals
I shoot to kill and I done conquered these streets
Now I'm spitting like a mother fucking savage on the beat
And fuck the heat
Fuck em
Always trying to break a player down
Breaking bread with some pussy ass snitch from the underground
I wasn't found
I had to make this shit mine
Always on the grind
Never had no fucking time
Started playing with some dimes
Then I was playing with some nines
Now I got that AK-47 always on my side
And I ain't got no foolish pride but my crew ready for a fight
Safety always off
Shoot on sight

I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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Smile for the picture that's my glock in your mouth
I will pull that trigger leave you leaking out your mouth
Tell that bitch she can go ahead and put it in her mouth
Then I go and kill that snitch that bitch got a big mouth
Repping Canada south and we ain't playing around
You never know in these streets you gonna get to play another round
Bad bitches trying to tie me down
Am I a clown
Fool I ain't even joking around
But I'm bound to be stuck
In this never-ending matrix
But I don't let it phase me
I don't ever say shit
I spray shit
My glock never leave my side
Take it in the car with me when I go for a ride
Your laws I do not abide
I'm screaming fuck the pigs as I pull up in stride
And you know I got the cash to bribe
I let my stacks do the talking
So I ain't got to play no sides
And my ride is sure to make a hater envy
More chromes than a Bentley
Yeah you better touch her gently
Spending six digits and these boys can't even spend three
So don't try to friend me
I got a chopper sitting on the dash and it ain't friendly
Ah yah you just a pretend G
You better stop pretending
All that fake spending
You wanna be trending
But if you test me
Catch a bullet
Period that's the ending

My crew ain't playing around
My crew ain't playing around
My crew ain't playing around
Chopper's on deck
Shoot em down

I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
I got all my pulling triggers
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Written by:
Joseph Miller

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