Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

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

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun
Woke up in
Broke all the (that lean)
me, last night was too turnt
They me fucking on camera
I embarrassed
Pull up, back home, 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 the streets to the city like rocky
Who da Who da champ?
fangs like a vamp
Where's the with the stamp?
Bust it by the Lamb
Roll it up 'till I
Uh, four on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the , uh
Got a lady and a
Bitch I made it from the

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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 pussy the wettest
I woke up in
In the bed, with a bad (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the
Then I went for seconds
Swear that pussy the

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