Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Boom

[Intro/Chorus: 2X]
I make the - BOOM BOOM [4X]
I got soft, I got hard, I got pills, I got balls

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

Two]
See I ain't the nigga that was up at five o'clock to sell no
I'm the that was out at midnight to drop off a block
In a out Maxima, they low-key and quick
Snowin out the do' with a and a trunk full of bricks
I make the 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 dope are up, a nigga feelin bellish
His pockets swellin e'rything he's sellin
The heat is on the street, my niggaz jealous
The on the seat to cut you up like relish
The hood ain't changed, got these niggaz still
To lock this nigga up a two-time
This boy ain't bullshittin kick in doors and kill 'em
And hide them bodies good that you cain't smell 'em
He niggarish and ignorant so FUCK who in your
gangster life he livin it so fuck your wife and kids~!
These janky niggaz on the town I hope 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, violence and murder
So you should think about
Get your together my nigga