Luyện nghe bài hát Born In The Trap

I was born in the crosshairs without a pot to in
Where niggas get smoked over their Jordans and their
to California, nah, it ain't cold as New York
But life is a bitch out here: to Too Short
Wack as a so we called him Tony Kukoc
Gang banging had us like it was Newports
Whoever thought that it spread like petroleum
Now BP connect got us praying to holy men
Just had a daughter homie, her Katrina
If I raise her right, then maybe she can take FEMA
Spike Lee in New shooting documentaries
And still in Cali eating off The Documentary
Take em to the I mean the cemetery
Where everybody boxed in: Refrigerator

And everybody little fuck up, they blame it on
he's just like T.I.: Born in the Trap
And everybody fuck up, they blame it on Barack
Cause he's just like Born in the Trap
And everybody little fuck up, blame it on Barack
Cause he's just like Jeezy: in the Trap
And every fuck up, my gun she go "crack!"
Cause I'm just Outkast, born in the Trap

So what's on with you faggots?
And you gonna do when your swag no longer matters?
And your bitch the baddest cause she in her mid-40s
And your Phantom played out so you on the shorties
Cause they running around like they was age
Fucking bitches raw now the world ain't got no AIDS
Yeah, 2050 on niggas
Golddiggers you dry left hickeys on you niggas
I used to run around like you, run the town you
Walk my red and clown like you
But it got old like White
This rap real deep like Barry White
Reminiscing on the days I used to white
Walking though them Crip in the Cherry Nikes
Now I live a married life, walking in the house, to them meals
Joint American accounts and less dollar bills

Niggas still got their hands out, begging for a
Just like Goodie Mob, I was born in the
Niggas still got their hands out, for a stack
But just Luda, I was born in the Trap
Niggas still got hands out, begging for a stack
But Soulja Boy, I was born in the Trap
Broke ass niggas still got their out, begging for a stack
Take 'em to Shawty Lo, nigga, learn how to

Shit deeper The Roots band
15's drumming, ?uestlove in the fam
through Pittsburgh, Wiz got the Steelers
Born by the jungle so I came gorillas
Since niggas dropping more dimes we fuckin'
We out the hood, tryna get money (?)
backboards just to get our weed stuffed in
The crack we cookin, we don't ovens
We need to put in the mouth of our kids
Instead of chains, lets fly to Chile and dig
Go to Haiti and feed to the Bahamas and
On the way back, to my nigga from Belize, you know
Sometimes I feel like this rap shit is heaven
I get a high, feel like it's irrelevant
So I'm about to pop the trunk an elephant
And with Wyclef while he run for president
I'm 'bout to pop the trunk an elephant
And campaign with while he run for president
Told you I was gonna this shit, Premo..