Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

[Intro: Machine Gun
Ayy
up in woke up in
Soundin' real

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Gun Kelly]
Woke up in
Broke all the (that lean)
Watch me, night was too turnt
They me fucking on camera
I ain't
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that
I'm home-bred, hometown, around the world, I'm back now
Mr. [?] wax in the [?]
And I'm the streets to the city like rocky
Who da Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a
Where's the package the stamp?
it open by the Lamb
Roll it up 'till I
Uh, rings on my hands, uh
Smoke from the grams , uh
Got a and a tramp
Bitch I made it the trap

[Chorus: Ty $ign]
I woke up in
In the bed, a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
I roll up the lesh
Then I went for seconds
Swear that pussy the
I up in Paris
In the bed, a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the
I went back for seconds
Swear pussy the wettest

2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom, you thinking of me?
I it from the bottom, what you thinking of me?
I was in the bottom, you didn't have out with me
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging me
Take a lot of Molly, that's fantasy
Pull up a gang and stop playing with me
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed
Too turnt for the
Shoot two times through the
Pop one off for the kid
Pop one off the
Old money like a
Bring it back, the reload
Crips mights call it a
might call it a bilo
Put my in a freezer
Hit it up, it up to beast mode
Bitch I made it from the
thang in my lap
Bitch I made it the trap
Got your in my lap
Bitch I made it the trap
Got the police running
Bitch I made it the trap
I made it out the trap