Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Money Remix

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

[B.A.]
B.A.!!
lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Vuitton magnum
How he out here Dat be what they askin
I the white crease, call it dope boy magic
Dopeology, you should take one of my
Hit me in the hood, red carpet, saggin
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, ain't make it rappin
bezel the cabbage, them country niggaz taxin
Ballin Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic
I a nigga twosie in some Rap Lord fashion
Say young'n in the hood, I'm a money addict
glasses, you see that I got money
I wake up in the mornin I need me some trap money

Mook!
20 Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my money
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 it 'round them
And first I the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and bring me back them rat chicks
Bust off goin fast, you can call it girl
When I get the you know I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, top Louis V
You can call me tank top all I do is wifebeat
Talkin smart on the phone, just gone up
Take it or leave it homeboy, way I give a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, by the O-Z's
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 courtesy of my amigos
Flyin 20 East, trunk full of dirty birdies
In the middle of the drought we let bitches fly for 30
In the kitchen 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 with man
I mean the good I know is show and it ain't come from money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga my trap money