Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 miles and
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
On the of 3
, niggas kicking at door
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 need is weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a from T-Pain
They say you're til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
They say "death like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another last thing a nigga needs
I to God, a couple right by the night stand
Clip my a hundred, case another hundred grand
And get rest when your conscious keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons shaking ya
Every night, dude, I up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold
But why they still riding to old shit?
by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still with ya
Party by the real niggas still to ya
I know here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a words
niggas talking like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, bitch I done you
niggas calling beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the full of choppers
Give a nigga a shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, driving
Nigga live through these Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I ain't been a rat
Get cheese a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And pile all them hoes in the of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", with the V12
Top down, in the rain, dreaming
I'd be lying if I said I still flip
...Well I still flip birds!
Word to the doors on this? I'm on
Ain't a rapper me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, niggas hustling backwards
pull the K out, and turn em back around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you break that bitch
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't else around
Jeezy it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the pound for pound, like Mayweather
Undisputed: I never a brick
UPS, and duct tape to a bitch
Put her ass on greyhound
that ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and up in the A-Town
a fuck about a bitch
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I take the sky from a
The out a baby mouth,
the fire out of house
These turned saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Tims
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
?
shot him down from the house