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 here swaggin? Dat be what they
I drop the white crease, call it boy magic
Dopeology, you should one of my classes
Hit me in the hood, red carpet, pants
Rob you on Front in 75 classic
My potnahs know I'm good in the hood rappin
I got trap money cabin, it's 30 if you
D money lavish, ain't gotta make it rappin
Fruity bezel the cabbage, them country niggaz
Ballin Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic
I a nigga twosie in some Rap Lord fashion
Say in the hood, I'm a trap money addict
Cartier glasses, you see that I got
I wake up early in the I need me some trap money

Mook!
20 Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my pack
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 rubber
22 on cents, I'ma it 'round them
And I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my and they bring me back them rat chicks
off goin fast, you can call it cheetah girl
When I get the panky you know I'm 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 it homeboy, either 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 just how you want, I'm a walkin 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
I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your front stop
Now I'm on Y-65, just got off
In the van, fill it up with midgets man
I mean the good I know is show and it ain't come from rappin
Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my trap