Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 and gunning
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
On the of 3
, niggas kicking at your
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 and gunning
come the paramedics!
Here come the pain! got a name
Ever an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a something for the pain
So good a hook from T-Pain
They say you're nobody til kills you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
They say "death smells bad ass weave"
Another watch, another last thing a nigga needs
I swear to God, a couple right by the stand
Clip my half a hundred, case another grand
And get some when your conscious keep waking ya
The kicks in and them demons start shaking ya
night, dude, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why they riding to your old shit?
by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, siding with ya
Party by the niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're here in the day, nothing to ya
say pictures worth about a thousand words
These niggas talking like they really worth a thousand
Here the paramedics, bitch I done told you
When niggas calling beef, for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the full of choppers
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I talking about vodka
out the sunroof, Snowman driving
Nigga live through these Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm honest throwing
Let you make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And pile all 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 if I said I still flip birds
...Well nigga I still birds!
Word to the on this? I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't on
Who else you know out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer between us, and get it on!
Hey Snowman, niggas hustling backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em back
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you break that down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we that Mayweather
?
the pound for pound, like Mayweather
Undisputed: I never lost a
UPS, FedEx and duct to a bitch
Put her ass on greyhound
that ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the
Give a fuck a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle
Nigga, I the sky from a scraper
The Gerber out a mouth,
the out of Satan's house
These rappers saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Tims
kicking in the door, at your house
He at the club, well fuck it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
shot him down the neighbor's house