Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

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

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun
up in Paris
Broke all the (that lean)
Watch me, night was too turnt
They me fucking on camera
I embarrassed
up, back 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 city like
Who da champ? Who da
fangs like a vamp
Where's the package the stamp?
Bust it open by the
it up 'till I cramp
Uh, rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the , uh
Got a and a tramp
Bitch I it from the trap

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

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