Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Talk

started out blood money
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
around ill put my gloves on
say no how i eat
b.c 32 thats my
squad runners 10 million deep
im tryin to 10 billion 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
a piece 80 g's
old skool dope rider
off set 73
you say he's a pleas
i hang around with a of thieves
prolly charge 200g's then sell your ass a sak of leaves
gucci mane fuck up the
dead drunk my uncle
touch my brother dood n i'll and shoot or cut your throat
gucci mane fuck up the
dead drunk my uncle
touch my brother dood n cock and shoot or cut your throat

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

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

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

theres not no one in the game wit more than this
i can score wit any ho wit the flick of my wrist
diamonds sittin on my finger ten brick of the snif
for matchin cardia 20 bags of tha pills
you can talk n say your but i aint goin legit
try n think of the newest murder gonna drop him
flow harder running water
up like travis barker
more swag than your baby
wrist colder than northan
lang gonna get you in oreder
squares get no likin on
have my goons out back and
fuck around find you stinkin
thesis diamonds in bitch look like newvo on my fist
this shits with a twist so i keep a new bitch on my

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