Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

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

City [?] a [?]

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

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

[Verse 2:
it from the bottom, what you thinking of me?
I made it the bottom, what you thinking of me?
When I was in the bottom, you have out with me
Now I got dollars, they keep hanging with me
Take a lot of Molly, that's fantasy
Pull up with a gang and stop with me
You took too much of your Coco, it made your bleed
Too for the bando
Shoot two through the window
Pop one off for the kid
Pop one off the
Old money like a
it back, this the reload
Crips mights it a kilo
Bloods might call it a
Put my in a freezer
Hit it up, turn it up to mode
Bitch I it from the trap
thang in my lap
Bitch I it from the trap
Got girl in my lap
Bitch I made it the trap
Got the police laps
Bitch I it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the