Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

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

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Gun Kelly]
up in Paris
Broke all the (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too
They me fucking on camera
I embarrassed
Pull up, home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck 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?
Diamond like a vamp
Where's the package with the
Bust it open by the
Roll it up I cramp
Uh, four on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the , uh
Got a lady and a
I made it from the trap

[Chorus: Ty Dolla
I woke up in
In the bed, with a bad (bad bitch, bad bitch)
I roll up the lesh
Then I went for seconds
Swear that pussy the
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

2: Quavo]
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, keep hanging with me
Take a lot of Molly, that's your
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 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 in a freezer
Hit it up, turn it up to beast
Bitch I it from the trap
Whole in my lap
Bitch I it from the trap
Got girl in my lap
I made it from the trap
Got the police laps
Bitch I made it the trap
Bitch I made it out the