Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 miles and
Here 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
Here the paramedics!
Here come the pain! 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 a hook from T-Pain
They say you're nobody til kills you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
say "death smells like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last thing a needs
I to God, a couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, case another grand
And get rest when 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, cold
But why they still riding to old shit?
by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding ya
Party by the real niggas hustling to ya
I you're here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures about a thousand words
These niggas talking like really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, I done told you
When niggas calling beef, it's for the
See us like 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 through these 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 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, California
I'd be lying if I said I still flip
...Well nigga I still birds!
Word to the doors on 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 between us, and get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em back
Look, if I you half a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we that Mayweather
?
the best for pound, like Mayweather
Undisputed: I never a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct to a bitch
Put her ass on that
Tell that ho to down
Sleep the first 48, and up in the A-Town
Give a fuck about a
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 turned saints, we pull them gauges out
Tims
kicking in the door, at lady 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 from the house