Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Money Remix

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

[B.A.]
B.A.!!
lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy, Louis magnum
How he out here swaggin? Dat be what askin
I drop the 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 in 75 classic
My potnahs know I'm 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 in some Rap Lord fashion
Say young'n in the hood, I'm a trap addict
Cartier glasses, you see 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 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 'round
And first I the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and they bring me back them rat
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
Yeah I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the cheap
Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin sto'
Well nigga courtesy of my amigos
Flyin down 20 East, trunk full of dirty
In the middle of the drought we let 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, 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 rappin money
Ten bands, all tens, that's my trap money