Luyện nghe bài hát T.R.A.P. (Pack Gone)

[Hook: Boogieman & Big
I'ma get it
Wet weed, a cane, game retarded
who does it the hardest
A cold blood hustler, nigga, a artist
I make it look when I do it
I ain't 'till I 'bout done
I'm a so I move it, move it
Fuck me, I get the pack gone

1: Boogieman]
Fuck with your boy get the pack
Can't up with the demand, get my trap on (my trap on)
and package no melon
My chrome's on the trill, got nothing to thrill on
I move the night and the white, get my hell on
Don't leave too much for my neighbors to on
I meet and I'm cool on them cellphones
You say got you
For what, Your skill wrong
I here before
Ask the tall and the cell
They can't tell me shit, ain't no talking, the bell
I know what it is, I up for this shit
I'm equipped the gift and came up in the mix
a bull-headed bitch but we joined at the hip
And she on the strip, acrobatically fit
Automatically shift, for that fix
I'm a savage at
For that cabbage we grit,

[Hook: Boogieman & Big
get it regardless
Wet weed, a cane, grit game
Look who does it the
A cold blood hustler, nigga, a grind
I make it look good I do it
I ain't sleepin' 'till I 'bout
I'm a so I move it, move it
with me, I get the pack gone

[Verse 2: Big
with your boy, get the pack gone
If you need me quick, hit me up on that trap
Before I leave, I lace my with my strap on
She ask who I'm with I Just me and 9's own
Crooked's main field, I'm your pusher
I'm Scarface when you fucking with my
I wake up early morning to hit the cook up
Then post up on the and tell 'em all I got the hook-up
The way I move shit, I help it, I'm gifted
I called you, didn't pick up, your fault you missed it
Got more serves, I'm gon swerve, might hit the block when I come
If you give me 'bout a nine dog I pull up with get back
Don't fuck with these rappers, I look up to street
Fuck all your features, blood, I got real ties
If it make money, then you know I that
Big Fella get a job, look here, nigga, fuck that

[Hook: & Big Scoob]
get it regardless
Wet weed, a cane, grit game
who does it the hardest
A cold hustler, nigga, a grind artist
I make it look good I do it
I ain't sleepin' I 'bout done
I'm a so I move it, move it
with me, I get the pack gone

[Verse 3:
Trap addict, come at it with bad habits
wrap it in hard plastic before you blast it
Problematic, I'm and never acted
And I was rappin' I made that bag happen
For homies, all know me, ain't nothing phony
I be all on my lonely until there's
I be all on my lonely I got that up on me
The track running [?] and watch you holy
West nigga, a fresh nigga with best
I pressed and blessed niggas who spread love
They ain't knowing what this game really 'bout
Running up another check, never out
Jack city, with mac with me, we quickly
About a hundred-and-fifty I'm try'na move a
Trap artists, the hardest who try'na with me
Cause I'ma get it regardless, it ain't no biggie

[Hook: & Big Scoob]
get it regardless
Wet weed, a cane, grit game
Look who does it the
A blood hustler, nigga, a grind artist
I it look good when I do it
I ain't sleepin' 'till I 'bout
I'm a so I move it, move it
Fuck with me, I get the gone