Luyện nghe bài hát Coupe

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Ayy
Ayy
Oh
Ayy

Trap, trap, trap,

Trapped out in a
Riding 'round boo
on, Jimmy Choo's
Yeah I'm faded, yeah she
Riding 'round through the
All these hundreds and
We counting no twenties
Trap, trap, trap,
Trap going crazy, I've balling lately
I've been 'round in a coupe
I've been 'round in a coupe
been riding 'round in a coupe
Oh shit, here the damn cops
it though, I got a stash box
Trap, trap, trap,

Trap going like the first and the third
I was jugging and
I to stand on the curb
Now I'm the
I got drugs, yeah I be flippin' all them
Yeah, if the cops snatch me up I swear I say no words
'Cause I came from the sauce, everyday selling drugs
Be posted up my thugs
Yeah, we got 30's on 30's and
Yeah, I got your bitch being bougie sushi
Out in L.A., got her wet in a
She got a fat ass, bad ass Boosie
We be up in the cut making movies

out in a coupe
Riding 'round boo
on, Jimmy Choo's
Yeah I'm faded, she faded
'round through the city
All these hundreds and
We ain't counting no
Trap, trap, trap,
Trap going crazy, I've been lately
I've riding 'round in a coupe
been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been 'round in a coupe
Oh shit, here come the cops
it though, I got a stash box
Trap, trap, trap,

been riding 'round in a coupe
I've riding 'round in a coupe
been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been 'round in a coupe
I've riding 'round in a coupe
I've riding 'round in a coupe