Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House Stalkin

Turn the whole a theater now
Made some money, ran off on ? Sound
Every seven I might smoke a quarter bag
Bag, bag
Bad in my picture
yo hoe and fuck her on the low just like a whisper
Dom by the pitcher
I used to eat at
Nah I'm just lying, I to meet at Crystal's
Duffle bag
Who the fuck gon' zip that up
Me and that bitch we ride in the trunk
the hood of the car is not in the front
I did it for them, no
I did it for me so did it for him
And I like when pussy go slass,
So I told 'er let's go fo' a oh

Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She outside my stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, come get yo
She my traphouse stalkin'

I all my clientèle
And my lil bitch, she spoiled
Just fucked a 20k on good weed and designer
time, just made it, I'm thinkin' drop top Spider Rarri
Who there callin' my phone? If it ain't about I ain't talkin'
Pocket full of Franklins on me, I call that gangsta walkin'
Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch, she outside my traphouse stalkin'
I valet the and leave with Margers and Winnie and ate lunch
And say that we run the streets, I say we give em what they ant
Yup, give em crack, make 'em come back (Get ova here!)
Just scraped these six figures out the smithe on the set
Hmm, LL, I'm in too deep wid it, lil momma pussy so good, man
That I almost fell in it (damn)

Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, come get yo
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, come get yo
She outside my traphouse

Aye, my nigga, come get yo
She out my traphouse
Panamera on the Forgies, I'm flossin', 458 with the
I got that packet from Cali, I can break it down and
Everything by the mo'ning
Have the pull up with 1000 meetings
I can run through yo city Jordan
Nigga, my cousin, my imported
Yo on my bumper, you can get extorted
I call my plug and I tell him me more
Don't worry bout me, worry where yo hoe at
Nigga, yo outside my traphouse skeetin'
Bitch outside, she
285, ride, smokin' precious
You trippin', I left bitch walkin'
I got these records so big I can't you
I got yo bitch, yo got Ebola
We sellin' coke, we no call it a coma
Makin' em G's, ya stay 100
That priceless gas, know we and clutchin'
I don't do dinners, no movie, no no lunches, we fuckin'
And that's the end of that

Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, come get yo
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She my traphouse stalkin'
Aye, my nigga, get yo bitch
She outside my stalkin'