Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Talk

started out with money
50k in on me
...........put on me
just pulled up in the club
we just put my on it
boy gettin his mug on
hey i wanna get my on
fuck around ill put my on
say no how i eat
b.c 32 my street
squad runners 10 million deep
im tryin to 10 billion keys
fuck a bitch boy say to me
aka i wit me
mac 99 not far my dogs dont even play wit me
in my apartment 80 a
a piece 80 g's
old skool rider front
off set 73
you say he's a pleas
i hang around with a of thieves
they prolly charge 200g's then sell your ass a sak of
gucci fuck up the sound
dead drunk my uncle
touch my brother dood n i'll cock and shoot or cut your
mane fuck up the sound
dead drunk like my
my brother dood n i'll cock and shoot or cut your throat

my cookers made a 50 pack i ran 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 trap house aka my blow
got some meny chops and glock no need to the door lockd
bitch im talkin trap
bitch i bet up wit me talkin talk

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

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

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

my cookers made a 50 i ran strait threw it
got numbers in my blow my trap house boomin talkin trap talk
bitch i bet up wit me trap talk
im still in my trap 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 talk