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
, niggas at your door
Here the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 run it
the
, 100 miles and
Here the paramedics!
Here come the pain! I've got a
Ever since an 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
say you're nobody til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
They say "death like bad ass weave"
watch, another chain: last thing a nigga needs
I swear to God, a couple right by the night
Clip my half a hundred, case hundred grand
And get some rest when your conscious keep ya
The evil kicks in and them demons start ya
night, dude, I wake up in a cold sweat
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 riding with ya
by the big riders, still siding with ya
Party by the niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're here in the day, nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a words
These niggas like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, I done told you
When calling beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding like some mobsters, the trunk full 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 ain't been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm throwing stack
Let you suckers it rain, I'll make it Katrina
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 still birds!
Word to the doors on I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't on
Who you know shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Buffer between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
pull the K out, and turn em back around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you break bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else
Jeezy it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
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the best pound for pound, like
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct 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 about a
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I take the sky a scraper
The Gerber out a mouth,
the out of Satan's house
These rappers turned saints, we pull them gauges out
Black
kicking in the door, at your 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 from the house