Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

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

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Gun Kelly]
Woke up in
all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last was too turnt
They caught me on camera
I embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the is that 'bout?
I'm home-bred, hometown, been the world, I'm back now
Mr. [?] wax in the [?]
And I'm running the to the city like rocky
Who da champ? Who da
Diamond fangs a vamp
the package with the stamp?
Bust it by the Lamb
Roll it up I cramp
Uh, rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings the grams , uh
Got a and a tramp
Bitch I it from the trap

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

[Verse 2:
Made it from the bottom, you thinking of me?
I it from the bottom, what you thinking of me?
When I was in the bottom, you didn't out with me
Now I got some dollars, they hanging with me
a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy
Pull up with a and stop playing with me
You too much of your Coco, it made your nose bleed
Too for the bando
two times through the window
Pop one off for the kid
Pop one off the
Old like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the
Crips call it a kilo
might call it a bilo
Put my wrist in a
Hit it up, turn it up to beast
I made it from the trap
Whole in my lap
Bitch I it from the trap
Got your in my lap
Bitch I it from the trap
Got the police running
Bitch I it from the trap
I made it out the trap