Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 miles and
Here the paramedics!
It 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
On the of 3
, kicking at your door
Here the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 and gunning
Here the paramedics!
Here the pain! I've got a name
Ever since an I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a little something for the
So good like a hook from
say you're nobody til somebody 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 nigga
I swear to God, a couple right by the stand
Clip my a hundred, case another hundred grand
And get some rest when your conscious waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons start ya
Every night, dude, I wake up in a cold
Get dressed and hit the club in a vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why they riding to your old shit?
Party by the beat, all still riding ya
by the big riders, still siding with 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 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 like some mobsters, the trunk full of choppers
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 like a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, make it Katrina
And pile all them hoes in the back of my
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 on this? I'm sitting on
a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Buffer between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas hustling
pull the K out, and turn em back around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you break bitch down?
the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling Mayweather
?
the best pound for pound, Mayweather
Undisputed: I lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and tape to a bitch
Put her ass on that
Tell that ho to down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the
Give a fuck a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle
Nigga, I the sky from a scraper
The Gerber out a mouth,
the fire out of Satan's
These rappers turned saints, we pull fucking gauges out
Black
kicking in the door, at your lady
He at the strip club, well fuck it, we gon it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
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shot him down the neighbor's house