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 door
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 and gunning
Here the paramedics!
Here come the pain! got a name
Ever since an adolescent I've been deep in the
All I need is weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a hook from
They say nobody til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
They say "death like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last thing a nigga
I to God, a couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, case another hundred
And get some rest when your keep waking ya
The kicks in and them demons start shaking ya
Every night, dude, I up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
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 niggas still to ya
I know you're here in the day, nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a thousand
These niggas talking like they really 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 full of choppers
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking about
out the sunroof, Snowman driving
Nigga live through these Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I ain't been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm honest stack
Let you suckers it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And pile all them 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 I still flip birds
...Well nigga I flip birds!
to the doors on this? I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who you know shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer between us, and get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em around
Look, if I give you a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the best for pound, like Mayweather
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and tape to a bitch
Put her ass on that
that ho to stay down
Sleep the 48, and wake up in the A-Town
Give a fuck 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
Black
kicking in the door, at lady 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 from the neighbor's house