Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 miles and
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
On the of 3
, niggas at your door
Here the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 and gunning
Here 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 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."
They say "death like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last thing a needs
I swear to God, a couple right by the night
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 cold
Get and hit the club in a cold vest
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, siding with ya
Party by the real still hustling to ya
I know here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
say pictures worth about a thousand words
These niggas like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, bitch I told you
When niggas calling beef, it's for the
See us riding like some mobsters, with the trunk full of
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I talking about vodka
out the sunroof, Snowman driving
Nigga live through these Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm throwing stack
Let you make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And pile all them in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, California
I'd be lying if I said I still birds
...Well nigga I flip birds!
Word to the on this? I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you know out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, niggas hustling backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you that bitch down?
Tell the truth, me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling Mayweather
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the best pound for pound, like
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct tape to a
Put her ass on greyhound
Tell that ho to stay
the first 48, and wake up in the A-Town
Give a fuck about a
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I take the sky from a
The Gerber out a mouth,
the fire out of house
These rappers saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Tims
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 from the house