Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Money Remix

[Chorus 2X: Gucci
I got money, I got trap-I got trap [2X]
I got 20 for a show, but it's rap money
20 for a hoe and really trap money

[B.A.]
B.A.!!
lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Louis magnum
How he out here swaggin? Dat be they askin
I drop the crease, call it dope boy magic
Dopeology, you should take one of my
Hit me in the hood, red carpet, pants
Rob you on Front Street in 75
My know I'm good in the hood besides rappin
I got trap cabin, it's 30 if you askin
D trap money lavish, gotta make it rappin
Fruity the cabbage, them country niggaz taxin
Ballin like Maverick, blowin in the traffic
I robbed a nigga twosie in some Rap fashion
Say in the hood, I'm a trap money addict
Cartier glasses, you see that I got
I wake up early in the mornin I need me some trap

Mook!
20 Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my money
Look I ain't got no record deal so no it ain't no rap
You see the stack in my jeans, I fit no rubber band
22 on cents, wrap it 'round them
And first I unload the tractor, 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and bring me back them rat chicks
off goin fast, you can call it cheetah girl
When I get the panky you I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, tank top V
You can call me tank top all I do is wifebeat
Talkin smart on the phone, price just up
Take it or it homeboy, either way I give a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, kush by the
Yeah I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the cheap
Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin trap
Well connected courtesy of my amigos
Flyin down 20 East, trunk full of dirty
In the of the drought we let them bitches fly for 30
In the kitchen cuttin I gotta do my two-step
Yeah I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your front
Now I'm on Y-65, just got off
In the van, fill it up with midgets man
I mean the good I is show and it ain't come from rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga my trap money