Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

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

City [?] a [?]

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

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

[Verse 2:
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 your Coco, it 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 mights call it a
Bloods call it a bilo
Put my wrist in a
Hit it up, turn it up to beast
Bitch I made it from the
thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the
Got girl in my lap
I made it from the trap
Got the police running
Bitch I it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the