Luyện nghe bài hát Trap

Mhm
ATL (it's Gucci)
Memphis, Tenn (turn up)
get it

All my bitches call me
Sloppy pockets, I'm
All dollars I been clockin'
It ain't no way to it
My so rocky, Liberace watchin', 3 mil on watches
So much ice, off me
You and your bitch play hockey
I'm lean out a coconut cup, I'm in the tropics
I been so much money, had to find me a hobby
I'm Czechoslaka, watchin'
I got Rastas choppers
Got the machine gun cartridges
They runnin' in, they ain't
Steve Austin flossin', tell them it's a new in office
And if we ain't talking profit, it ain't no use in
These triple crossin', double cross, quadruple your losses
I heard them haters tried to block, I went two new Ferraris

Double down two pistols, ain't missinø no target
Right the funeral, let you pick out your coffin
Had to triple cross the double cross, quadruple your
lean like a coffee bean, ain't sleepin' on shawty
OK I doubled up the work, I put things in the office
Then put on the freeway, now I feel like I'm Rossy
Seen them peoples in my rear view, hit the gas and I 'em
Middle finger out the sunroof, they mad cause I'm flossin'

All these rubber bands, fuck what I'm gon do with a
I'm in the countin' money, I'm so goddamn cocky
My lil' bitch pop her pussy, I just pop me a molly
clean codeine got me geeked up, spill lean all over Versace
I got killers with me, they don't do no talkin' or
I got that long bread, I'm footlong pizza, no toppings
Throw them goons a bread
We'll your baby's adoption
And we ain't about the feds
in secret compartments
Ain't been to sleep in the longest, I sip that drank like it's
They say Gucci's a Martian, I buy my enemies coffins
We handle business bosses and treat the streets like an office
I had a duplex with a million worth of bricks in the

Double down two pistols, ain't missinø no target
Right before the funeral, let you pick out coffin
Had to triple the double cross, quadruple your losses
Sippin' lean like a coffee bean, sleepin' on shawty
OK I doubled up the work, I put things in the office
Then put on the freeway, now I feel like I'm Rossy
Seen them peoples in my view, hit the gas and I lost 'em
Middle out the sunroof, they just mad cause I'm flossin'

You ain't know I spent dough
And you might contacts
I got on my side and if I say the word
Then they for combat
Like Vietnam, ain't no joke
Niggas be till the bullets start sprayin'
Can't these guns 'cause the clips too long
for him, catch him hiding in his honeycomb
Turn his motherfucking house to a home
Money long, get you touched in your lawn
so loud setting off car alarms
Run along, or be the nigga dunked on
You be swearin' that you niggas got done
Get you jacked, no mask, no on
Beat a nigga ass, then turn it to a club
Vet in the game, got packs to
Young niggas me Uncle Juice
I got more cash than Uncle
niggas made up like Dr. Seuss
All ice, no CZ
I ball, ya'll niggas in the leagues
shit, I got the shit on lock
Bout to put game in a DDT