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Close-up of Trevor from GTA, showcasing his intense expression against a background of metal fencing and warning signs.

Trevor GTA Soundboard

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"No, you're shitting me." The voice of Trevor Phillips echoed in the empty alleyway, his words slurred as he stumbled drunkenly. "I'm drunk," he chuckled to himself, his laughter mingling with the sound of distant sirens.

"Coughing," Trevor coughed loudly, the sound rough and ragged as he struggled to catch his breath. "Is there anybody here to God damn kill?" he shouted into the night, a manic gleam in his eyes.

"Well played, champ," Trevor snorted derisively, the sound of his mocking laughter carrying through the eerie silence of Vinewood Hills. "Fuck you," he spat out, his anger palpable in every syllable.

"Vinewood Hills," Trevor muttered to himself, his voice tinged with a mix of awe and disdain. "Listen, even your parents can't stand you," he taunted, the sound of his cruel words sending a chill down the listener's spine.

"Uh," Trevor's voice trailed off, a note of confusion in his tone. "ε‚΅εˆΈγ‚ˆ," he murmured softly, the foreign words slipping from his lips with an air of mystery.

"What's up with you?" Trevor's voice was tinged with annoyance as he snapped at an unseen foe. "How did you not see me?" he demanded, his exasperation evident in the sharpness of his words.

"You are utterly ridiculous," Trevor's voice dripped with disdain, the sound of his contempt cutting like a knife. "Fucking pathetic," he sneered, his words dripping with venom.

"Oh, delicious," Trevor's voice was filled with lecherous delight, the sound of his perverse pleasure sending a shiver down the spine. "Hey," he called out, his tone unsettling in its casual malevolence.

"I was kind of looking for some alone time," Trevor's voice was low and menacing, the sound of his quiet threat sending a chill down the spine. "I am amazing," he boasted, his voice filled with arrogant self-assurance.

"Dumbass," Trevor's voice was laced with mockery, the sound of his derision ringing loud and clear. "Listen, nobody likes you," he sneered, his words dripping with scorn.

"Everyone knows you're a pussy," Trevor's voice was filled with contempt, the sound of his disdain cutting like a knife. "What exactly are you looking at?" he demanded, his anger palpable in every word.

"Why hello there," Trevor's voice was smooth and menacing, the sound of his greeting sending a shiver down the listener's spine. "That's worse than dog piss, and I know that for a fact," he chuckled darkly, his amusement unsettling in its depravity.

"Why hasn't someone sensible shot you yet?" Trevor's voice was filled with frustration, the sound of his exasperation ringing in the air. "I want one of those," he declared, his desire evident in the greed of his tone.

"No, no," Trevor's voice was filled with panic, the sound of his fear palpable in every syllable. "Oh, go play with yourself," he snarled, his anger cutting like a blade.

"Help me," Trevor's voice was filled with desperation, the sound of his plea echoing through the empty streets. "Remember that," he whispered, his voice filled with a quiet threat.

"Fuck," Trevor's voice was filled with rage, the sound of his anger reverberating through the night. "Fuck you," he spat out, his contempt evident in the sharpness of his words.

"Where are you assholes hiding?" Trevor's voice was filled with menace, the sound of his threat sending a chill down the spine. "You know what? I'm done here," he declared, his voice tinged with finality.

You can play and download these Trevor GTA sounds here.

A massive blubbery ball of hot, sexy, chubby lust.
Ah.
Ahh.
And I don't get defensive on me, pork chop.
Blubububublublublublublublublublbulbub.
Cheesecake.
Coughing
Cover me, I'm reloading.
Do chubby chasers seek you out?
Don't annoy me.
Don't dare fucking laugh at me.
Downtown.
Dumbass.
Everyone knows you're a pussy.
Four.
Fuck all of you.
Fuck me.
Fuck off.
Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Fuck.
Fucking pathetic.
Fucking pricks.
Get a friend to join us.
Get the fuck out of my way.
Give me some backup here.
Go fuck yourself.
Good night.
Ha, ha, ha.
Have you ever tried exercising pork chop?
Have you seen the fucking fire?
He's right behind you.
Hello and how are you?
Hello muscles.
Hello, gorgeous.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Help me.
Hey.
How did you not see me?
How very original.
How's it going, pork chop?
Hurry the fuck up.
I am amazing.
I assume you've heard of Trevor motherfucking Phillips?
I could use some help over here.
I knew you were a loser.
I set。
I want one of those.
I was kind of looking for some alone time.
I'm dangerous.
I'm drunk.
I'm lonely.
I'm no longer finding this so funny.
I'm surprised you can shoot.
Is it true you share Girls Around?
Is there anybody here to God damn kill?
It's not my fault I didn't need all that food.
It's time to go.
Left
Let's party.
Listen, even your parents can't stand you.
Listen, nobody likes you.
Look behind you, genius.
Losers lose.
Man, I'm full.
Michael.
Minecraft.
Moron.
Move, you prick.
My name's Trevor.
My name's Trevor. What's yours?
Na
Nice shooting.
No, no.
No, you're shitting me.
No.
No.
Not now, you idiot.
Not now.
Of course.
Oh my God.
Oh yeah, right away, you Leech.
Oh, come on, where's your sense of humor?
Oh, delicious.
Oh, don't get defensive. I'd still sleep with you.
Oh, go play with yourself.
Oh, good grief.
Oh, piss off.
Oh, you Dick.
Pacific Ocean.
Really
Remember that.
Rockford Hills.
San Andreas.
Scream 3
Scream 4
Screw you.
See you later.
Shut up.
Snoring
Some other time.
Stop doing that.
Stop it, asshole.
Stop slowing us down.
Strawberry.
Sure.
That is beyond annoying.
That is total bullshit.
That was the win.
That's a Dick move.
That's worse than dog piss, and I know that for a fact.
There. Down there.
Traver。
Trembl.
Trevor Phillips.
Two.
Uh.
Umm.
Vespucci Beach.
Vinewood Hills.
We're looking for hookers.
Well played, champ.
What
What exactly are you looking at?
What goes on in your head?
What's up with you?
What's up, bro?
What's up, gorgeous?
What's your name?
Where are you assholes hiding?
Where are you? Where is anyone?
Where the fuck? What the fly The fuck?
Who wants some now?
Whoa.
Why hasn't someone sensible shot you yet?
Why hello there.
Why oh why do you exist?
With three.
Wow
Yeah
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yes.
You are such an ass.
You are utterly ridiculous.
You asshole.
You better not be cheating.
You can't all hide from me.
You cheated, asshole.
You didn't have to shoot me.
You don't even understand simple sentences.
You give morons a bad name.
You know what? I'm done here.
You moron.
You prick.
You suck balls.
You suck.
You're a waste of space on this Earth.
You're horrible.
You're joking.
You're kidding me.
You're one of those depressing old people, aren't you?
You're shitty at this.
Your aim sucks, bro.
2 girls, 1 creepy old man.
3.
180.
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