Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Money Remix

[Chorus 2X: Gucci
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 really trap money

[B.A.]
B.A.!!
Blue flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Vuitton magnum
How he out here Dat be what they 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 Street in 75 classic
My potnahs I'm good in the hood besides rappin
I got trap cabin, it's 30 if you askin
D trap lavish, ain't gotta make it rappin
Fruity bezel the cabbage, them country niggaz
Ballin Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic
I robbed a nigga twosie in some Rap fashion
Say in the hood, I'm a trap money addict
Cartier glasses, you see I got money
I wake up early in the mornin I me some trap money

Mook!
20 Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my money
Look I ain't got no record 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 wrap it them
And first I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the
Get 'em to my trappers and they bring me 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 me tank top cause all I do is wifebeat
Talkin smart on the phone, price gone up
it or leave it homeboy, either way I give a fuck
Pot cold, LB's, by the O-Z's
Yeah I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the cheap
Get in how you want, I'm a walkin trap sto'
connected 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
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 money
Ten bands, all tens, that's my trap money