Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

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

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

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

Say my life extravagant
I talk shit, bitches say I'm arrogant
Well, goddamn cockin it
But at the same time young hoes be slim

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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