Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Anthem

Migo!
(A$AP) A$AP!
Woo! (pull up, up)
Boys (pull up, pull up)

[Chorus: Quavo & Ferg]
Pour an 8th, a dirty Fanta
That's I call a Tropicana
the blow, hold them at ransom
That's what I a trap anthem
is the real trap anthem
Fuck a bad bitch in a
Fuck a rich in the bathroom
Eyy, this is the real anthem

[Verse 1: Ferg]
Swagging on hoes
these bitches with the dogs
All my niggas in the
And we finna fuck all
to hit a Marty Baller
Tell these bitches to bring the
Pockets fat, Ross
like I am the boss
Yeah I'm driving the
I be flying a coupe
I could be the Honda
Nigga I'm on you
Check how I rap in the
I'm letting the animal
I'm feelin' like I'm the nigga could kill it
Just let it happen to you

[Verse 2: & Takeoff]
I'm in and out of the country
I've chasing all the money
You know I came nothing
And the bando bunkin'
I keep the banana for
If I see 12 on the then we runnin'
The trap is a jungle, no
If I see fences, my nigga, I'm
the trap anthem
Migo's, propaganda
You we handsome
pocket got cancer
Turn the Ritz to
She a dirty
fuckin' up that powder
Then fuck Mr. Arm &
make a movie
My nigga pulling up with
So don't me
I got more gold than Zulu
You sue me
I pay my lawyer, he a
They try to me
That balling nigga to do me
Said I influence, the children to my music
I 'em prove it
Told me some and I refuse it
I'm in the whippin'
You might think I'm
(whippin,' whippin')