Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Money Remix

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

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

Mook!
20 back, you see a nigga, that's my pack money
Look I ain't got no 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, bust 'em out the
Get 'em to my and they bring 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 me tank top cause all I do is wifebeat
Talkin smart on the phone, just gone up
Take it or it homeboy, either way I give a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, kush by the
Yeah I 'em for the low and get 'em for the dirt cheap
Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin sto'
Well nigga courtesy of my amigos
Flyin down 20 East, 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 van, fill it up with midgets man
I mean the good I know is and it ain't come from rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my money