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 really money

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

Mook!
20 Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my pack
Look I ain't got no record deal so no it no rap money
You see the stack in my jeans, I can't fit no band
22 on cents, I'ma wrap it 'round
And first I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the
Get 'em to my and they bring me back them rat chicks
Bust off goin fast, you can it cheetah girl
I get the panky you know I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, tank top V
You can call me top cause all I do is wifebeat
Talkin smart on the phone, price just up
it or leave 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 trap sto'
Well nigga courtesy of my amigos
Flyin down 20 East, full of dirty birdies
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 front stop
Now I'm on Y-65, got off I-10
In the van, fill it up with midgets man
I mean the I know is show and it ain't come from rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, that's my trap money