Luyện nghe bài hát Born In The Trap

I was born in the without a pot to piss in
Where niggas get smoked over Jordans and their Pippens
Welcome to California, nah, it ain't cold as New
But is a bitch out here: word to Too Short
Wack as a shooter so we him Tony Kukoc
Gang banging had us like it was Newports
Whoever thought it would spread like petroleum
Now BP connect got us praying to them men
had a daughter homie, named her Katrina
If I raise her right, then maybe she can take FEMA
Spike Lee in New Orleans documentaries
And Game still in Cali off The Documentary
Take em to the I mean the cemetery
everybody boxed in: Refrigerator Perry

And everybody fuck up, they blame it on Barack
Cause just like T.I.: Born in the Trap
And everybody little fuck up, they it on Barack
Cause he's just like Gucci: Born in the
And everybody little up, they blame it on Barack
Cause he's just like Jeezy: in the Trap
And little fuck up, my gun she go "crack!"
Cause I'm just Outkast, born in the Trap

So what's on with you faggots?
And what you gonna do when your no longer matters?
And your bitch ain't the baddest cause she in her
And Phantom played out so you hating on the shorties
Cause they running around like they was age
Fucking bitches raw cause now the world ain't got no
Yeah, 2050 on niggas
sucked you dry left hickeys on you niggas
I used to run around like you, run the like you
Walk my red and clown like you
But it got old like White
This rap shit real like Barry White
Reminiscing on the days I used to white
Walking them Crip hoods in the Cherry Nikes
Now I live a married life, walking in the house, to them meals
Joint American accounts and less dollar bills

Niggas still got their hands out, for a stack
like Goodie Mob, I was born in the Trap
Niggas still got their out, begging for a stack
But just like Luda, I was in the Trap
Niggas still got their out, begging for a stack
But like Boy, I was born in the Trap
Broke ass niggas still got their hands out, begging for a
'em to Shawty Lo, nigga, learn how to Trap

Shit deeper than The band
15's drumming, ?uestlove in the fam
Riding through Pittsburgh, Wiz got the
by the jungle so I came with gorillas
Since niggas dropping more dimes we fuckin'
We out the hood, get money like (?)
Splitting backboards to get our weed stuffed in
The crack we cookin, we don't ovens
We need to put in the mouth of our kids
Instead of chains, lets fly to Chile and dig
Go to Haiti and feed to the and breathe
On the way back, to my nigga Sean from Belize, you
Sometimes I feel like this rap shit is heaven
Then I get a high, feel it's irrelevant
So I'm about to pop the trunk like an
And campaign with Wyclef he run for president
I'm 'bout to pop the like an elephant
And campaign with while he run for president
Told you I was gonna kill shit, Premo..