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 and gunning
come the paramedics!
Here come the pain! got a name
Ever since an I've been deep in the game
All I need is weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a hook from
They say you're nobody til kills you
I say "go be somebody, if it kills you."
say "death smells like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another last thing a nigga needs
I swear to God, a right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, another hundred grand
And get some rest when your keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons shaking ya
Every night, dude, I up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold
God damn, girl, you so sexy, shit
But why they still riding to your old
by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding ya
by the real niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're here in the day, ain't to ya
They say pictures worth a thousand words
These talking like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, bitch I done you
When niggas beef, it's for the tofu
See us riding some mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
Give a a couple shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, driving
Nigga through these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
up at the trap, I ain't never been a rat
Get cheese a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And pile all them hoes in the of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, "Ghetto Boys", with the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, California
I'd be lying if I I still flip birds
...Well nigga I still birds!
Word to the doors on I'm sitting on
Ain't a alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Buffer between us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these 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, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling that
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the pound for pound, like 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 wake up in the
a fuck about a bitch
Die for the paper, relentless
Nigga, I take the sky from a
The Gerber out a mouth,
the out of Satan's house
These rappers saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Tims
kicking in the door, at your house
He at the strip club, well 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