Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

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

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

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

I'm of sellin' bricks, I wanna go legit
I wonder can I sell 11 like 50 Cent
'Cause ain't enough, I got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, to shoot dices

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

Gucci shit, bitch, I beg your pardon
I'm independent but I'm like a major artist
I stay high like giraffe,
In my trap house, smokin' rubber

on the floor, pistol on the coach
Hood rich so I had a bank account
goin' in, junkies goin' out
Made a hundred in my trap house

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

out the whip, everybody lookin'
Big of smoke but ain't nobody cookin'
Girl, there go Mane
I want his 'cause I'm his biggest fan

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

Money long like Shaq
Runnin' dough a sprinter at a track meet
I he got that soft white
Extended clips make busters get they mind right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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