Luyện nghe bài hát Trap

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

All my bitches call me
pockets, I'm poppin'
All dollars I been clockin'
It ain't no way to it
My wrist so rocky, Liberace watchin', 3 mil on
So ice, drippin' off me
You and your could play 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 Rastas with
Got the machine gun cartridges
They in, they ain't knockin'
Steve flossin', tell them it's a new boss in office
And if we ain't talking profit, it ain't no use in
niggas triple crossin', double cross, quadruple your losses
I them haters tried to block, I went bought two new Ferraris

Double down two pistols, ain't missinø no target
Right the funeral, let you pick out your coffin
Had to triple cross the double cross, your losses
Sippin' lean like a coffee bean, ain't on shawty
OK I doubled up the work, I put things in the office
Then put them on the freeway, now I feel I'm Rossy
Seen them 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 I'm gon do with a wallet?
I'm in the booth countin' money, I'm so goddamn
My bitch pop her pussy, I just might pop me a molly
clean codeine got me geeked up, spill lean all over Versace
I got killers with me, they don't do no or boxin'
I got that long bread, I'm talkin' pizza, no toppings
Throw them a little bread
take your baby's adoption
And we ain't worried the feds
AR's in secret
Ain't 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 duplex with a million worth of bricks in the

Double with two pistols, ain't missinø no target
Right before the funeral, let you pick out your
Had to triple cross the double cross, your losses
Sippin' lean like a coffee bean, ain't sleepin' on
OK I doubled up the work, I put things in the office
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, they just mad I'm flossin'

You ain't know I spent that
And you might contacts
I got shooters on my and if I say the word
they ready for combat
Like Vietnam, wartime ain't no
Niggas be playin' till the bullets start
Can't hide these guns the clips too long
for him, catch him hiding in his honeycomb
Turn his motherfucking house to a haunted
long, get you touched in your front lawn
Shots so setting off car alarms
Run along, or be the next dunked on
You be swearin' that you got done wrong
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 more cash than Uncle
Ya'll made up like Dr. Seuss
All ice, no CZ
I ball, niggas in the minor leagues
Real shit, I got the on lock
to put this game in a DDT