Luyện nghe bài hát Coupe

Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
Oh
Ayy

Trap, trap, trap,

Trapped out in a
'round witcha boo
Louis on, Choo's
I'm faded, yeah she faded
Riding through the city
All these and fifties
We ain't no twenties
Trap, trap, trap,
Trap going crazy, I've been lately
I've riding 'round in a coupe
I've riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a
Oh shit, here come the cops
Fuck it though, I got a box
Trap, trap, trap,

Trap crazy like the first and the third
I was jugging and
I used to on the curb
Now I'm the
I got drugs, yeah I be flippin' all them
Yeah, if the snatch me up I swear I won't say no words
'Cause I came from the sauce, everyday them drugs
Be posted up my thugs
Yeah, we got on 30's and uzi's
Yeah, I got your bitch being bougie sushi
Out in L.A., got her wet in a
She got a fat ass, bad ass like
We be rolling up in the cut movies

Trapped out in a
'round witcha boo
Louis on, Jimmy
Yeah I'm faded, she faded
'round through the city
All these and fifties
We ain't counting no
Trap, trap, trap,
going crazy, I've been balling lately
I've been riding in a coupe
I've been 'round in a coupe
I've been 'round in a coupe
Oh shit, here come the damn
it though, I got a stash box
Trap, trap, trap,

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