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 your
come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 miles and
Here the paramedics!
Here the pain! I've got a name
Ever an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a little something for the
So good like a from T-Pain
They say you're nobody til kills you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
They say "death smells 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 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, shit
But why they riding to your old shit?
Party by the beat, all still riding ya
Party by the big riders, still with ya
by the real niggas still 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 they really worth a thousand
Here come the paramedics, I done told you
When calling beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the trunk of choppers
Give a a couple shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman
Nigga live through shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm honest 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", the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, dreaming
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 rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't on
Who else you know out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em around
Look, if I you half a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the pound for pound, like Mayweather
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct to a bitch
Put her ass on that
Tell ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the
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 house
These rappers turned saints, we pull them fucking out
Tims
kicking in the door, at your lady
He at the strip club, well it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
shot him down from the house