Luyện nghe bài hát Trap

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

All my call me papi
pockets, I'm poppin'
All dollars I been clockin'
It no way to stop it
My so rocky, Liberace watchin', 3 mil on watches
So ice, drippin' off me
You and your bitch could hockey
I'm sippin' lean out a coconut cup, I'm in the
I countin' 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', them it's a new boss in office
And if we ain't talking profit, it ain't no use in
These niggas triple crossin', double cross, quadruple losses
I heard them tried to block, I went bought two new Ferraris

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

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

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

You know I spent that dough
And you might contacts
I got shooters on my side and if I say the
Then they ready for
Like Vietnam, wartime ain't no
be playin' till the bullets start sprayin'
Can't hide guns 'cause the clips too long
Hunting for him, catch him in his honeycomb
Turn his house to a haunted home
Money long, get you in your front lawn
Shots so loud off car alarms
Run along, or be the nigga dunked on
You be that you niggas got done wrong
Get you jacked, no mask, no on
Beat a nigga ass, then it to a club song
Vet in the game, got packs to
Young niggas call me Uncle
I got cash than Uncle Scrooge
Ya'll niggas up like Dr. Seuss
All ice, no CZ
I ball, ya'll niggas in the minor
shit, I got the shit on lock
Bout to put game in a DDT