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 rap money
20 for a hoe and that's trap money

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

Mook!
20 Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my money
Look I ain't got no deal so no it ain't no rap money
You see the stack in my jeans, I fit no rubber 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 bring me them rat chicks
off goin 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 me tank top cause all I do is wifebeat
smart on the phone, price just gone up
Take it or leave it homeboy, either way I a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, kush by the
I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the dirt cheap
Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin trap
Well connected nigga courtesy of my
Flyin 20 East, trunk full of dirty birdies
In the middle of the drought we let bitches fly for 30
In the cuttin work I gotta do my two-step
Yeah I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your stop
Now I'm on Y-65, just got off
In the handicap van, fill it up midgets man
I mean the I know is show and it ain't come from rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my money