Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

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

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

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

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

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

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

Choppa on the floor, pistol on the
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, goin' out
a hundred thou' in my trap house

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

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

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

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

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

In my trap watchin' Sports Center
In the kitchen cookin' but I cookin' dinner
Splash it with the water, 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 [Incomprehensible] live
Street nigga, never listen to the teacher
You can catch me in the smokin' reefer

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

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

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