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
, kicking at your door
come the paramedics!
It 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
the
, 100 miles and
Here the paramedics!
come 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 like a hook 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 right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, case hundred grand
And get some rest your conscious keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons shaking ya
night, dude, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold
But why still riding to your old shit?
by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding ya
Party by the real niggas still to ya
I you're here in the day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a thousand
These talking like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, I done told you
When niggas 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, driving
Nigga live these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I ain't never a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, make it Katrina
And pile all them hoes in the back of my
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, California
I'd be lying if I said I still flip
...Well nigga I flip birds!
Word to the doors on this? I'm on
Ain't a rapper alive me and ain't shitting on
Who you know shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer us, and let's get it on!
Hey Snowman, these niggas backwards
I'mma pull the K out, and turn em around
Look, if I you half a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling that
?
the best for pound, like Mayweather
I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct to a bitch
Put her ass on that
Tell ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the
Give a about a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle
Nigga, I take the sky from a
The Gerber out a mouth,
the fire out of house
rappers turned saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Black
in the door, at your lady house
He at the strip club, well it, we gon wait it out
You him off, so now all the K's is out
?
him down from the neighbor's house