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 door
Here the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 and gunning
come the paramedics!
Here come the pain! 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 like a hook from T-Pain
They say you're nobody til somebody you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
say "death smells like bad ass weave"
Another watch, chain: last thing a nigga needs
I swear to God, a couple by the night stand
my half a hundred, case another 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 dressed and hit the club in a cold
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why still 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 you're here in the day, ain't to ya
They say pictures about a thousand words
These niggas talking like really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, bitch I told you
When niggas calling beef, for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the trunk 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!
up at the trap, I ain't never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, make it Katrina
And pile all hoes in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, "Ghetto Boys", with the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, California
I'd be lying if I said I flip birds
...Well nigga I still birds!
Word to the doors on this? I'm on
Ain't a alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who you know shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer between us, and get it on!
Hey Snowman, these hustling backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em back
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you that bitch down?
the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling that
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the best for pound, like Mayweather
Undisputed: I never a brick
UPS, FedEx and tape to a bitch
Put her ass on greyhound
Tell ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the
Give a about a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle
Nigga, I take the sky a scraper
The out a baby mouth,
the fire out of Satan's
These rappers turned saints, we them fucking gauges out
Tims
kicking in the door, at your 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 down from the house