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 at your door
come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 and gunning
come the paramedics!
Here come the pain! I've got a
Ever an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a little for the pain
So good like a hook from
They say you're nobody til somebody you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
say "death smells like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last a nigga needs
I swear to God, a right by the night stand
my half a hundred, case another hundred grand
And get some when your conscious keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and demons start shaking ya
Every night, dude, I wake up in a cold
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 riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still with ya
Party by the real still hustling to ya
I know 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
come the paramedics, bitch I done told you
When niggas beef, it's for the tofu
See us like some mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking about
Hanging out the sunroof, driving
Nigga through these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
up at the trap, I ain't never been a rat
Get like a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, I'll make it
And pile all hoes in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, "Ghetto Boys", with the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, dreaming
I'd be lying if I said I still birds
...Well nigga I flip birds!
Word to the doors on I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you know shit out Benjamins, and piss
Put Buffer 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 break bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody around
said it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the pound for pound, like Mayweather
Undisputed: I lost a brick
UPS, and duct tape to a bitch
Put her ass on that
Tell ho to stay down
Sleep the 48, and wake up in the A-Town
Give a about a bitch
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I take the sky from a
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 fuck it, we gon it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
shot him down from the house