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
Take the blow, hold at ransom
That's what I call a anthem
This is the real anthem
a bad bitch in a Phantom
Fuck a rich in the bathroom
Eyy, is the real trap anthem

1: A$AP Ferg]
Swagging on hoes
Leave these with the dogs
All my in the room
And we finna fuck all
to hit a Marty Baller
Tell bitches to bring the sauce
fat, Ricky Ross
Feelin' I am the boss
I'm driving the Porsche
I could be a coupe
I be flying the Honda
Nigga I'm on you
how I rap in the booth
I'm letting the animal
I'm like I'm the nigga that could kill it
don't let it happen to you

[Verse 2: & Takeoff]
I'm in and out of the country
I've been all the money
You I came from nothing
And the bando bunkin'
I keep the for monkeys
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, A$AP
You know we
pocket got cancer
Turn the to Airbnb
She a dirty
We're up that powder
fuck Mr. Arm & Hammer
Then a movie
My nigga up with Uzi's
So pursue me
I got more gold than Shaka
You sue me
I pay my lawyer, he a
try to chew me
That balling nigga to do me
I influence, the children listen to my music
I 'em prove it
Told me shit and I refuse it
I'm in the kitchen
You think I'm barbecuin'
(whippin,' whippin')