Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

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

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

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

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

Say my style extravagant
I cash shit, bitches say I'm arrogant
Well, goddamn cockin it
But at the time young hoes be jockin' slim

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

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

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

Jumped out the whip, everybody
Big of smoke but ain't nobody cookin'
Girl, go Gucci Mane
I his autograph 'cause I'm his biggest fan

Yellow Humvee with the yellow
Yellow diamonds the same as cheddar cheese
And I'm on that purple shit
They call me temp service 'cause I'll work a

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

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

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

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

Say I'm with wit a mill' or better
Married to the game, me and live together
smart nigga, never listen to the teacher
You can catch me in the smokin' reefer

low like Wal-Mart
Bricks on I-9, get shoppin' cart
Knee deep in the game
I'm not a farmer but I'm known to push collard greens

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

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