Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 miles and
come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the money, 2 for the
On the of 3
, niggas kicking at your
come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 miles and
come the paramedics!
Here the pain! I've got a name
since an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I is more weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a hook from
They say you're nobody til kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
They say "death smells bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: thing a nigga needs
I swear to God, a right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, case another grand
And get rest when your conscious keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them start shaking ya
Every night, dude, I up in a cold sweat
Get and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why still riding to your old shit?
by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still with ya
by the real niggas still hustling to ya
I you're here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a thousand
These niggas talking like really worth a thousand birds
come the paramedics, bitch I done told you
When niggas calling beef, for the tofu
See us riding some mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman
Nigga live through shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I ain't never a rat
Get like a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, I'll make it
And all them hoes in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, dreaming
I'd be lying if I said I flip birds
...Well nigga I still birds!
to the doors on this? I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't on
Who else you know shit out Benjamins, and piss
Put Michael Buffer us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, niggas hustling backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and em back around
Look, if I give you a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't else around
said it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the best pound for pound, Mayweather
Undisputed: I lost a brick
UPS, and duct tape to a bitch
Put her ass on that
Tell ho to stay down
the first 48, and wake up in the A-Town
Give a fuck about a
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I the sky from a scraper
The Gerber out a mouth,
the fire out of house
These turned saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Black
kicking in the door, at your house
He at the strip club, well fuck it, we gon it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
him down from the neighbor's house