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
, niggas kicking at your
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 adolescent I've been in the game
All I need is more weed, a something for the pain
So good like a from T-Pain
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 swear to God, a couple by the night stand
Clip my a hundred, case another hundred grand
And get some rest when your keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and demons start shaking ya
Every night, dude, I wake up in a sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold
But why they still riding to your old
Party by the beat, all still with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding ya
Party by the real niggas still to ya
I know you're in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a thousand
These niggas talking like they really worth a birds
Here come the paramedics, I done told you
niggas calling beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the trunk full of
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking vodka
out the sunroof, Snowman driving
Nigga live 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 honest stack
Let you suckers make it rain, make 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 if I said I still flip birds
...Well I still flip birds!
Word to the doors on this? I'm on
a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you know shit out Benjamins, and Patron?
Put Michael Buffer us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
I'mma the K out, and turn em back around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you that bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, nobody else around
Jeezy said a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the best pound for pound, like
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and tape to a bitch
Put her ass on that
that ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the
Give a fuck a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle
Nigga, I take the sky from a
The out a baby mouth,
the fire out of Satan's
These rappers saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Black
in the door, at your lady house
He at the strip club, well fuck it, we gon it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
shot him down the neighbor's house