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)
Watch me, last night was too
They caught me on camera
I ain't
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 the streets to the city like rocky
Who da champ? Who da
Diamond like a vamp
Where's the with the stamp?
it open by the Lamb
Roll it up 'till I
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 up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I up the lesh
I went back for seconds
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 back for
that pussy the wettest

[Verse 2:
Made it from the bottom, you thinking of me?
I made it from the bottom, what you 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, your fantasy
Pull up with a gang and stop with me
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed
Too for the bando
Shoot two times the window
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 call it a
Put my in a freezer
Hit it up, turn it up to mode
Bitch I made it from the
thang in my lap
Bitch I made it the trap
Got your in my lap
Bitch I made it from the
Got the police laps
I made it from the trap
Bitch I it out the trap