Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

[Intro: Machine Gun
Ayy
Woke up in up in
real godly

City [?] a [?]

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

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

[Verse 2:
Made it from the bottom, what you of me?
I it from the bottom, what you thinking of me?
When I was in the bottom, you didn't have out me
Now I got some dollars, keep hanging with me
a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy
Pull up with a gang and stop playing me
You too much of your Coco, it made your nose bleed
Too turnt for the
Shoot two times through the
Pop one off for the kid
Pop one off the
Old like a Nintendo
Bring it back, the reload
mights call it a kilo
Bloods call it a bilo
Put my wrist in a
Hit it up, turn it up to beast
I made 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
I made it out the trap