Luyện nghe bài hát Trap House

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Oh yeah little Tunechi got it jumpin' like
These pussy ass niggas can't me
These rookie ass niggas still
lookin' ass niggas eye ballin'
These ass bitches eye balling
But I got a bad bitch at home cooking
Hi honey, I'm home, I'm
crooked ass cops still winning
Black mad still mourning
president ain't do nothing
We a real nigga up in that office
Got the White House jumping Jordan
Got the crack house jumping like
I my new house bigger than Jordan's
With a bigger than the forest
Like "ooh!" bear I'm jumping Jordan
Hoes at the door and they
This dick is a super star, they stardom
My life Bailey and Barnum
These ain't got no manners
niggas ain't got no standards
My bitch got no love handles
Boy I'm clippin' that toe on camel
I got that'll kill for me, Charles Manson
Suck this thuggish ruggish bone, swallow that marrow
Chopper sitting on my lap the mall Santa
Nigga you all in your gall bladder
Your pallbearers need
I'm mixing like gumbo
I your head-off rambo
be cutthroat
That shit got me with a throat
But Tunechi bigger than Presley
Young Money was my best
Going than my predecessor
I break records, I set records
Lil Tunechi got me back Kobe
stab me in the back I owe 'em
Got a house on the
Now a nigga gotta deal with mountain and coyote
See me? I keep that Semi, and friendly? I can't be
Freckles them holes look like freckles you look like Wendy's
Cops in the hills jumping Jordan
I can't swim but I'm throwing parties
Got a bitch over there and a bitch over
A young starting to feel cornered
My LA house jumpin Jordan
My House jumping' like Jordan
Can't forget my house in New Orleans
So, for the wait, I'm sorry
I want my new titties enormous
With a backyard and a pretty
a pussy more pink than an orchid
Young nigga gonna treat her a florist
I got my bitch feeling important
I got my bitch feeling immortal
I got my ex bitch feeling
wifey get money like Kimora
I got a fine feeling exhausted
Cause I'mma put this dick on her tomorrow
pull up on a bitch in a Gallardo
Then I'mma the top off like a barber
I go and kiss, I Pearl Harbor
She's so down with New World Order
the shit outta her in a sauna
Sweat her out, she look like Al Sharpton
Got a named Fernando
At the front door of your
Knock knock, who's there? He don't care, physco
Bad with a nice throat
She ice cold and she likes
OOoh, she just my
These hoes just typos
Young nigga back like Jordan
So for the wait, I'm sorry
Yeah, a nigga had to go back to the
But a nigga stache like James
Young drink lean like water
Young smoke weed like Marley
Young nigga on the moon Warren
Young nigga on his like a charmin
My bitch got a rack like Parton
Fuck her all night to Marvin
asleep in the pussy good lordy
Woke up in a new Bugatti morning
nigga got guns goodluck
Nina say me so horny
Lil at the top its so lonely
Got bad pockets
I'm with a bitch she so bony
Got to shoot up its so foamy
I just cooked up its still hot
You could still the kitchen on me
Nigga I your homies singing damn I miss my homie
I got a of weed
I got a mountain of
I got mountains Wyoming
I got a bad bitch and she
She always mad me I sorry
She say damn why you can't me
Cuz they be taxing for that
She a tan bitch she
I can't a snitch an informant
Niggas cook on a Forman while you all boys was still sparing ohh

This Sorry for the Wait 2
Tell the dead homies you pray to you're on way too
That the truth is hard to you got fake juice
Even Slick Rick the know I break rules, ohh
Got the gas out like Jordan
I put your homeboy face on a
And put your own face on a carton
Busy, I've so busy
Ain't even time for quickies
why my bitch been so bitchy
I'm outchea to get me
I'm back out jumping like I'm Jordan
I'm for the wait I'm tardy
I a letter to my competition
It started off with departed
Hippie I be so
her pussy a hicky
I hope she ain't dickly
So we can to Nicki, ohh