Luyện nghe bài hát Trap (Remix)

Gucci!
All my niggas!
Burr!
Woo! I'm rich!

x2: Rich The Kid]
(x6)
All my niggas
(x4)
Hit it wit the remix,
No straight drop, my whole hood

[Verse 1: The Kid]
My is dancing
I pull up in
I trap out a
My bitches they come cross the
They naked no bra or no
I fly with a fish & i fly a fish
And I whip and I'm breaking my
My ice from the
I'm the Lakers
I'm rich like the
Fuck a nigga's feelings, I'm rich, I don't give a damn
I just fucked a nigga baby momma off of
and trapping it turned into rapping
I don't know how it happened
The money is coming in an fashion
Young nigga I'm capping and
Flipping the work no spatula
Pull up in 'Rarri, I'm crawling
My nigga got choppers, berettas and
I promise they'll ya
Migo gang, pull up flexin' 30
no brains, got it off of cocaine

[Verse 2: Gucci
It's gucci ain't sweeter, xanax and three corvettes hang from my neck
Hand me this remix and this, save it from not busting checks
Gwuop bricks I'm buzzing deep, these my streets I yo rent
Walk at a one a pen drop off the pet jump shots Durant
Plus your bitch got me misconstrued with some broke that I ain't
you uncle 50 thousand dank and he even pack it yet
Off the packs so quick pac hit me up then kick the shit
Zone 6 DEA like Iraq, they got my back and on the
Guwop, bad, Young Gucci bad, fuck and get wet
Go relax, go rin in your lap, up in a cab
I bought a half, did the don she soley mooling out
Rob man, 10 thousand grand I had to feed the fam