Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

In the house, in the trap house
In the trap house, Mane, check it

Choppa on the floor, pistol on the
Hood rich so I never had a account
Junkies in, junkies goin' out
Made a thou' in my trap house

kinda short but we can work it out
Made a hundred thou' in my house
Bricks goin' in, goin' out
Made a hundred thou' in my trap

I'm tired of sellin' bricks, I wanna go
I wonder can I sell 11 mill' like 50
'Cause platinum enough, I got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, love to dices

Say my life style
I talk cash shit, bitches say I'm
Well, Gucci cockin it
But at the same young hoes be jockin' slim

Gucci ain't shit, bitch, I beg your
I'm independent but I'm ballin' like a major
I stay like giraffe, pussy
In my trap house, smokin' rubber

Choppa on the floor, on the coach
Hood so I never had a bank account
Junkies in, junkies goin' out
Made a hundred thou' in my trap

Money kinda short but we can it out
Made a hundred thou' in my trap
goin' in, bricks goin' out
Made a hundred in my trap house

Jumped out the whip, everybody
Big clouds of but ain't nobody cookin'
Girl, there go Gucci
I want his autograph I'm his biggest fan

Yellow Humvee with the feet
Yellow diamonds the same color as cheese
And I'm smokin' on that shit
They call me temp service I'll work a bitch

long like Shaq feet
Runnin' dough like a sprinter at a meet
I heard he got soft white
Extended clips make them busters get mind right

on the floor, pistol on the coach
Hood rich so I never had a account
goin' in, junkies goin' out
Made a hundred in my trap house

Money short but we can work it out
Made a hundred thou' in my house
Bricks goin' in, bricks out
Made a thou' in my trap house

In my trap watchin' Sports Center
In the cookin' but I ain't cookin' dinner
Splash it with the water, whip it, make it
17 for 'em the number as Quincy Carter

Say I'm workin' with wit a or better
to the game, me and [Incomprehensible] live together
Street smart nigga, listen to the teacher
You can catch me in the smokin' reefer

Prices low like
on I-9, get your shoppin' cart
Knee in the dope game
I'm not a but I'm known to push them collard greens

Choppa on the floor, pistol on the
Hood so I never had a bank account
Junkies goin' in, junkies out
Made a thou' in my trap house

Money kinda short but we can it out
a hundred thou' in my trap house
Bricks goin' in, bricks out
Made a hundred thou' in my house