Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

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

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

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

I'm tired of bricks, I wanna go legit
I wonder can I sell 11 mill' 50 Cent
'Cause platinum ain't enough, I got too vices
I love to weed, love to shoot dices

Say my life extravagant
I cash shit, bitches say I'm arrogant
Well, Gucci cockin it
But at the same 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 like giraffe, pussy
In my trap house, rubber kushy

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

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

Jumped out the whip, everybody
Big clouds of smoke but nobody cookin'
Girl, go Gucci Mane
I want his autograph 'cause I'm his fan

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

Money like Shaq feet
dough like a sprinter at a track meet
I heard he got that soft
Extended clips make them busters get they mind

on the floor, pistol 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 but we can work it out
Made a hundred thou' in my trap
Bricks goin' in, bricks out
Made a thou' in my trap house

In my trap house watchin' Sports
In the kitchen cookin' but I cookin' dinner
Splash it with the water, whip it, it harder
17 for 'em the same number as Quincy

Say I'm workin' wit a mill' or better
Married to the game, me and [Incomprehensible] together
Street smart nigga, never to the teacher
You can catch me in the bathroom smokin'

Prices low Wal-Mart
Bricks on I-9, get your cart
Knee deep in the 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 account
Junkies in, junkies goin' out
a hundred thou' in my trap house

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