Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Money Remix

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

[B.A.]
B.A.!!
Blue flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Vuitton magnum
How he out swaggin? Dat be what they askin
I drop the white crease, call it dope boy
Dopeology, you should one of my classes
Hit me in the hood, red carpet, pants
Rob you on Front Street in 75
My potnahs know I'm good in the hood rappin
I got money cabin, it's 30 if you askin
D trap money lavish, ain't gotta it rappin
Fruity bezel the cabbage, country niggaz taxin
Ballin like Maverick, blowin loud in the
I robbed a nigga twosie in some Rap fashion
Say young'n in the hood, I'm a money addict
Cartier glasses, you see I got money
I up early in the mornin I need me some trap money

Mook!
20 back, you see a nigga, that's my pack money
I ain't got no record deal so no it ain't no rap money
You see the stack in my jeans, I can't fit no band
22 on cents, I'ma it 'round them
And first I unload the tractor, 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and they me back them rat chicks
Bust off fast, you can call it cheetah girl
When I get the you know I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, top Louis V
You can call me top cause all I do is wifebeat
smart on the phone, price just gone up
Take it or leave it homeboy, way I give a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, kush by the
I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the dirt cheap
Get in how you want, I'm a walkin trap sto'
Well connected nigga courtesy of my
Flyin 20 East, trunk full of dirty birdies
In the middle of the drought we let them fly for 30
In the kitchen cuttin work I do my two-step
Yeah I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your front
Now I'm on Y-65, got off I-10
In the van, fill it up with midgets man
I mean the good I know is show and it ain't come rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my money