Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 and gunning
Here the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the money, 2 for the
On the of 3
, kicking at your door
come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 and gunning
Here the paramedics!
Here come the pain! I've got a
Ever an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a little something for the
So like a hook from T-Pain
say you're nobody til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
They say "death like 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 hundred grand
And get some rest when your conscious waking ya
The evil kicks in and demons 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, siding with ya
Party by the real niggas hustling to ya
I know here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say worth about a thousand words
These niggas talking like really worth a thousand birds
Here the paramedics, bitch I done told you
When niggas beef, it's for the tofu
See us like some mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
Give a a couple shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman
Nigga live through shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm honest stack
Let you make it rain, I'll make 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, dreaming
I'd be lying if I said I flip birds
...Well I still flip birds!
Word to the doors on this? I'm on
Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't on
Who you know shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas hustling
I'mma the K out, and turn em back around
Look, if I give you a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we that Mayweather
?
the best for pound, like Mayweather
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct tape to a
Put her ass on greyhound
Tell ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and up in the A-Town
Give a fuck a bitch
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I the sky from a scraper
The Gerber out a mouth,
the fire out of Satan's
These rappers turned saints, we pull them fucking out
Black
kicking in the door, at lady house
He at the strip club, well it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
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shot him from the neighbor's house