Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 and gunning
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
On the of 3
, kicking at your door
Here the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 miles and
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 from T-Pain
They say you're nobody til somebody you
I say "go be somebody, even if it 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 half a hundred, another hundred grand
And get some rest when conscious keep waking ya
The kicks in and them demons start shaking ya
Every night, dude, I wake up in a sweat
Get dressed and hit the in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold
But why they still riding to old shit?
Party by the beat, all still with ya
Party by the big riders, siding 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 birds
Here the paramedics, bitch I done told you
niggas calling beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, with the full of choppers
a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman
Nigga live these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I ain't 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, bumping "Ghetto Boys", with the V12
Top down, in the rain, California
I'd be lying if I I still flip birds
...Well nigga I still birds!
Word to the on this? I'm sitting on
a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you shit 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 back
Look, if I you half a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
Tell the truth, me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling that
?
the pound for pound, like Mayweather
I never lost a brick
UPS, and duct tape to a bitch
Put her ass on that
that ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and 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 out of Satan's house
These turned saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Black
kicking in the door, at lady house
He at the strip club, fuck it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
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shot him down the neighbor's house