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
Here the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 miles and
Here the paramedics!
Here come the pain! I've got a
Ever since an adolescent I've deep in the game
All I need is weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a hook from
They say nobody til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
say "death smells like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last thing a nigga
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 in and them demons start shaking ya
night, dude, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why they still to your old shit?
Party by the beat, all riding with ya
by the big riders, still siding with ya
Party by the niggas still hustling to ya
I know here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth a thousand words
niggas talking like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, bitch I done you
When calling beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding some mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, driving
Nigga live these shots: 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 suckers make it rain, I'll make it
And all them hoes 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 still flip
...Well nigga I still birds!
to the doors on this? I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy shitting on
Who else you know shit out Benjamins, and Patron?
Put Michael between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these hustling backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you that bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling that
?
the best pound for pound, like
Undisputed: I never lost a
UPS, FedEx and duct tape to a
Put her ass on that
Tell ho to stay down
Sleep the 48, and wake up in the A-Town
Give a fuck a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle
Nigga, I take the sky a scraper
The out a baby mouth,
the out of Satan's house
These rappers turned saints, we pull them gauges out
Black
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
?
him down from the neighbor's house