Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Talk

started out with blood
50k in on me
...........put on me
just pulled up in the homey
we put my thugs on it
boy gettin his mug on
hey i get my buzz on
fuck ill put my gloves on
say no how i eat
b.c 32 my street
brick squad runners 10 million
im tryin to sell 10 keys
what a bitch boy say to me
aka i wit me
mac 99 not far away my dogs even play wit me
in my 80 a piece
stack a 80 g's
old skool dope rider
off set 73
you say he's a traper
i hang with a gang of thieves
they prolly 200g's then sell your ass a sak of leaves
gucci mane fuck up the
dead like my uncle
touch my brother dood n i'll cock and or cut your throat
gucci mane up the sound
dead drunk my uncle
touch my brother dood n cock and shoot or cut your throat

my cookers made a 50 i ran strait threw it
got numbers in my spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk
bitch i bet up wit me talkin trap
im in my trap house aka my blow spot
got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door
bitch im trap talk
bitch i bet up wit me talkin trap

55 white bricks to me
23 5hunit a piece
357 sit on top of the
plus a air 15 far from my reach
got a house on flashore sell but dro
apartment on the crest ware i get all the
from pan to preformin to a to the show
now a 26 a shocks sit up unda the
a nigga thing he wit me betta play wit his noise
put a hole in his chest bout the of a mole
i gota j that swing my door n i pay in coke i got cookers on my team that snort and i pay them in coke

my cookers a 50 pack i ran strait threw it
got numbers in my blow spot my trap house is boomin talkin trap
bitch i bet up wit me talkin trap
im still in my trap house aka my spot
got some meny and glock no need to keep the door lockd
bitch im talkin trap
i bet up wit me talkin trap talk

theres not no one in the game wit more swagger this
i can wit any ho wit just the flick of my wrist
diamonds sittin on my cost ten brick of the snif
for this cardia 20 bags of tha pills
you can n say your sick but i aint goin legit
try n think of the newest murder gonna him again
flow than running water
tatted up travis barker
more swag your baby father
colder than northan border
lang gonna get you life in
squares get no likin on
have my out back and slot-er
fuck around find you stinkin
thesis diamonds in this bitch look like newvo on my
shits with a twist so i keep a new bitch on my dick

my cookers a 50 pack i ran strait threw it
got numbers in my blow spot my trap house talkin trap talk
bitch i bet up wit me trap talk
im still in my house aka my blow spot
got some meny chops and glock no need to the door lockd
im talkin trap talk
bitch i bet up wit me talkin trap