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 at your door
Here the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 miles and
Here the paramedics!
come the pain! I've got a name
Ever since an adolescent been deep in the game
All I need is weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a hook T-Pain
They say nobody til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
They say "death like bad ass weave"
Another watch, chain: last thing a nigga needs
I to God, a couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, another hundred grand
And get some rest your conscious keep waking ya
The evil in and them demons start shaking ya
night, dude, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why they riding to your old shit?
Party by the beat, all still riding ya
Party by the big riders, still siding ya
Party by the real niggas hustling to ya
I know here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
say pictures worth about a thousand words
These niggas talking like they worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, bitch I done you
When niggas beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the trunk full of
Give a nigga a shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
out the sunroof, Snowman driving
Nigga through these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I never been a rat
Get cheese a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, I'll it Katrina
And pile all them in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", with the V12
Top down, in the rain, California
I'd be lying if I I still flip birds
...Well nigga I flip birds!
Word to the doors on this? I'm on
Ain't a alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas 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 nobody else
said it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the best pound for pound, like
Undisputed: I never lost a
UPS, FedEx and duct tape to a
Put her ass on greyhound
Tell that ho to stay
Sleep the first 48, and up in the A-Town
Give a fuck about a
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I take the sky from a
The out a baby mouth,
the fire out of house
These rappers turned saints, we them fucking gauges out
Tims
kicking in the door, at your lady
He at the strip club, well it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
shot him from the neighbor's house