Luyện nghe bài hát Trap

Mhm
ATL (it's Gucci)
Memphis, Tenn (turn up)
get it

All my bitches me papi
pockets, I'm poppin'
All dollars I been clockin'
It no way to stop it
My wrist so rocky, Liberace watchin', 3 mil on
So much ice, off me
You and your bitch could play
I'm sippin' lean out a coconut cup, I'm in the
I been so much money, had to find me a hobby
I'm Czechoslaka, watchin'
I got with choppers
Got the machine gun with
runnin' in, they ain't knockin'
Steve Austin flossin', tell them it's a new in office
And if we ain't talking profit, it no use in callin'
These triple crossin', double cross, quadruple your losses
I heard them haters tried to block, I went bought two new

Double down with two pistols, ain't no target
before the funeral, let you pick out your coffin
Had to triple cross the cross, quadruple your losses
Sippin' lean like a bean, ain't sleepin' on shawty
OK I up the work, I put them things in the office
Then put on the freeway, now I feel like I'm Rossy
them peoples in my rear view, hit the gas and I lost 'em
Middle out the sunroof, they just mad cause I'm flossin'

All these rubber bands, fuck what I'm gon do a wallet?
I'm in the countin' money, I'm so goddamn cocky
My lil' bitch pop her pussy, I just might pop me a
That clean codeine got me geeked up, spill lean all over
I got killers with me, they don't do no talkin' or
I got that long bread, I'm talkin' pizza, no toppings
them goons a little bread
We'll take your baby's
And we ain't worried about the
AR's in compartments
been to sleep in the longest, I sip that drank like it's coffee
They say that Gucci's a Martian, I buy my enemies
We handle business like bosses and treat the streets like an
I had a with a million worth of bricks in the closet

Double down with two pistols, ain't missinø no
Right before the funeral, let you pick out coffin
Had to triple the double cross, quadruple your losses
Sippin' lean like a coffee bean, ain't on shawty
OK I up the work, I put them things in the office
Then put them on the freeway, now I feel I'm Rossy
Seen them peoples in my rear view, hit the gas and I 'em
Middle finger out the sunroof, just mad cause I'm flossin'

You ain't know I spent dough
And you might contacts
I got shooters on my side and if I say the
Then they for combat
Vietnam, wartime ain't no joke
Niggas be playin' the bullets start sprayin'
Can't these guns 'cause the clips too long
Hunting for him, catch him hiding in his
Turn his motherfucking house to a home
Money long, get you touched in front lawn
Shots so setting off car alarms
Run along, or be the nigga dunked on
You be swearin' that you niggas got done
Get you jacked, no mask, no on
Beat a nigga ass, then turn it to a club
Vet in the game, got packs to
niggas call me Uncle Juice
I got cash than Uncle Scrooge
Ya'll niggas up like Dr. Seuss
All ice, no CZ
I ball, ya'll niggas in the leagues
Real shit, I got the shit on
Bout to put game in a DDT