Luyện nghe bài hát Paramedics

2 run it
snowman,
100 and gunning
Here the paramedics!
It 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
On the of 3
, niggas kicking at your
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 miles and
come 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 for the pain
So good like a hook T-Pain
They say you're nobody til kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it you."
They say "death smells bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last thing a needs
I swear to God, a right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, case hundred grand
And get some rest when your conscious waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons start 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 riding to your old shit?
Party by the beat, all still with ya
Party by the big riders, still with ya
by the real niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth 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 mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking about
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman
Nigga through these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
up at the trap, I ain't never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm honest throwing
Let you make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And all them hoes in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", with the V12
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 else you shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
I'mma the K out, and turn em back around
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you break that down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, nobody else around
said it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
?
the best pound for pound, Mayweather
Undisputed: I never a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct tape to a
Put her ass on greyhound
Tell that ho to down
Sleep the first 48, and up in the A-Town
Give a about a bitch
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I the sky from a scraper
The out a baby mouth,
the fire out of house
These rappers turned saints, we them fucking gauges out
Tims
kicking in the door, at lady house
He at the club, well fuck it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
shot him down from the neighbor's