Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

[Intro: Gun Kelly]
Ayy
Woke up in up in
Soundin' real

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun
Woke up in
all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on
I embarrassed
up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that 'bout?
I'm home-bred, hometown, been the world, I'm back now
Mr. [?] wax in the [?]
And I'm running the streets to the city like
Who da champ? Who da
Diamond fangs like a
Where's the package with the
Bust it by the Lamb
Roll it up 'till I
Uh, four on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the , uh
Got a and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the

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

[Verse 2:
Made it from the bottom, you thinking of me?
I made it the bottom, what you thinking of me?
When I was in the bottom, you didn't have out me
Now I got dollars, they keep hanging with me
Take a lot of Molly, that's fantasy
Pull up with a gang and playing with me
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed
Too turnt for the
Shoot two times the window
Pop one off for the kid
Pop one off the
Old like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the
mights call it a kilo
Bloods might it a bilo
Put my wrist in a
Hit it up, it up to beast mode
Bitch I made it the trap
thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the
Got girl in my lap
Bitch I made it the trap
Got the running laps
Bitch I it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the