Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Boom

[Intro/Chorus: 2X]
I make the trap - BOOM BOOM
I got soft, I got hard, I got pills, I got balls

Pat]
Rocks my balls, pistol in my drawers
A bird of blow on the table quarters and halves off
For those who comin this ain't Casino but I'm your dealer
Tony Montana, chill like Al Pacino in "Scarface"
The jack boys a lot of noise but on the realla
Got killers posted up, e'ry Goldfinger's a
Her-on is so intense, the syrup goin by the
Put the money in my hands, cop your goods, and you bounce

Two]
See I ain't the nigga that was up at five to sell no rocks
I'm the nigga that was out at to drop off a block
In a tinted out Maxima, they low-key and
Snowin out the do' with a glock and a full of bricks
I the track BOOM BOOM without even touchin it
As for my black {?} I'm just it
I went to Key West and picked it up, back in broke it up
Call my nigga in, get our Crist', we split it up

[Verse
His sales are up, a nigga feelin bellish
His swellin cause e'rything he's sellin
The heat is on the street, my gettin jealous
The chopper's on the to cut you up like relish
The hood ain't changed, got niggaz still tellin
To lock this up a two-time felon
This boy ain't bullshittin he'll kick in doors and 'em
And hide them bodies that you cain't even smell 'em
He and ignorant so FUCK who in your crib
This gangster life he livin it so fuck wife and kids~!
These janky niggaz on the town I they know the biz
To all you federal tattletales, swap out where you

[Outro -
You know the worst part about dope is 80% of black people in jail
because of drugs, domestic violence and
So you should about that
Get your together my nigga