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

[Hook: & Big Scoob]
I'ma get it
Wet weed, a cane, grit retarded
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 pusher so I it, move it
Fuck with me, I get the pack

1: Boogieman]
Fuck with your boy get the gone
Can't keep up with the demand, get my trap on (my on)
Traffic and no melon
My chrome's on the trill, they got to thrill on
I move with the and the white, get my hell on
Don't too much for my neighbors to tell on
I face-to-face and I'm cool on them cellphones
You say got you
For what, bitch? Your skill
I been 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 signed up for this
I'm with the gift and came up in the mix
a bull-headed bitch but we joined at the hip
And she stay on the strip, fit
Automatically shift, for that fix
I'm a at this
For that we grit, bitch

[Hook: & Big Scoob]
I'ma get it
Wet weed, a cane, grit retarded
who does it the hardest
A cold hustler, nigga, a grind artist
I make it good when I do it
I ain't sleepin' 'till I done
I'm a pusher so I it, move it
Fuck with me, I get the gone

[Verse 2: Big
Fuck your boy, get the pack gone
If you me quick, hit me up on that trap phone
Before I leave, I lace my boots with my on
She ask who I'm with I Just me and 9's own
Crooked's main field, I'm your neighborhood
I'm Scarface when you fucking my sister
I wake up morning just 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 can't help it, I'm
I called you, didn't pick up, it's fault you missed it
Got serves, I'm gon swerve, might hit the block when I come back
If you give me 'bout a nine dog I pull up with that get
Don't fuck with these rappers, I look up to guys
Fuck all your features, blood, I got real ties
If it money, then you know I touched that
Big Fella gotta get a job, here, nigga, fuck that

[Hook: & Big Scoob]
I'ma get it
Wet weed, a cane, game retarded
who does it the hardest
A cold hustler, nigga, a grind artist
I make it look when I do it
I sleepin' 'till I 'bout done
I'm a pusher so I it, move it
with me, I get the pack gone

[Verse 3:
Trap addict, come back at it with bad
Gotta wrap it in hard before you blast it
Problematic, I'm hog-hatted and acted
And before I was rappin' I made bag happen
For homies, they all know me, 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 best buds
I pressed and blessed niggas who spread love
They ain't knowing what this trap really 'bout
Running up another check, never out
city, with mac with me, we moving quickly
About a I'm try'na move a city
Trap artists, the hardest who move with me
Cause I'ma get it regardless, it really ain't no

[Hook: Boogieman & Big
get it regardless
Wet weed, a cane, grit game
Look who 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 pusher so I move it, it
Fuck me, I get the pack gone