Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Luv

I'm in a
Lions, tigers and and shit nigga
a lot of monkey ass niggas out here too
How to hustle
Rules, laws,

10 dollars later I'm a blessing nigga
How a rich but still stressing nigga
Glock .40, Smith & nigga
Streets will never ever stop testing
Youngin' give 'em a head shot, send a nigga
Part rapper, goon, still finessing nigga
I in hustle I don't fuck with luck
And it's fuck em em all if they don't fuck with us
Them letters mean a lot boy, sacrifices
Cocaine Mafia, double check the
Niggas killing niggas they got a license
crossing over like they Allen Iverson
Fuck that iPhone 6, they be niggas
I'm about to get a beeper, fade to black on
Gotti, goodnight, I'm
I be back they quit living through phones
When niggas put the down and pick the grams up
You got but no dollars man that shit ain't adding up
Nah, and all the dirt I done, all the bricks I
I can't sleep at night, it shows
I be strapped on stage, fuck the award
'Cause I this bitch up and only God knows

Yeah like I told you a time ago fam, y'all my motivation
I keep doing this for y'all.
Every time I get somethin' in the
Whether strapable or not from the courts
I putting it down because y'all my motivation.
I the love

Niggas riding gold rims and mama po'
And kill a family member for that envelope
I'm the Lionel to these Commodores
We flip to franchising Dominoes
I speak for dope boys track I'm on
Until this day my never rat or told
Posted 20 in, I'm fed pen
The line between us have gained so very thin
my boys of W.E.B. Du Bois
Souls of black folk to wasn't a choice
Rap everybody skimming off the top
Fuck as long as you pull it off the lock
Hoes wanna fuck, haters hate
Certified boy, black Ronald Reagan
Double M no that Buick Regal money
Nickel bag niggas so don't make me put a on it
Negotiating for it or we take it
Niggas shooting choppers in a fuckin' cadence
Fell out with some people that I love
I guess how it goes when it's real blood
I remember counting cash in the trap
I my hat to the back, had a hundred stacks
60 m's and 300 tax
Still losing with the south on my back, nigga

I you play by the rules
I came so close the

I pray you by the rules
I came so the edge

I pray you by the rules
We came so close the

I you play by the rules