paroles de chanson Paramedics - The Game feat. Young Jeezy
2 niggas
down,
2 niggas
run
it
Call
me
snowman,
100
miles
and
gunning
Here
come
the
paramedics!
It
goes
1 for
the
money,
2 for
the
dough
All
you
got
is
3 niggas
kicking
at
your
door
Here
come
the
paramedics!
It
goes
1 for
the
ghetto,
2 niggas
run
it
Call
me
snowman,
100
miles
and
gunning
Here
come
the
paramedics!
Here
come
the
pain!
I've
got
a
name
Ever
since
an
adolescent
I've
been
deep
in
the
game
All
I
need
is
more
weed,
a
little
something
for
the
pain
So
good
like
a
from
T-Pain
They
say
you're
nobody
til
somebody
kills
you
I
say
"go
be
somebody,
even
if
it
kills
you...
"
They
say
"death
smells
like
bad
ass
weave"
Another
watch,
another
chain:
last
thing
a
nigga
needs
I
swear
to
God,
a
couple
right
by
the
night
stand
Clip
my
half
a
hundred,
case
another
hundred
grand
And
get
some
rest
when
your
conscious
keep
waking
ya
The
evil
kicks
in
and
them
demons
start
shaking
ya
Every
night,
dude,
I
wake
up
in
a
cold
sweat
Get
dressed
and
hit
the
club
in
a
cold
vest
God
damn,
girl,
you
so
sexy,
cold
shit
But
why
they
still
riding
to
your
old
shit?
Party
by
the
beat,
all
still
riding
with
ya
Party
by
the
big
riders,
still
siding
with
ya
Party
by
the
real
niggas
still
hustling
to
ya
I
know
you're
here
in
the
day,
ain't
nothing
to
ya
See
us
riding
like
some
mobsters,
with
the
trunk
full
of
choppers
Give
a
nigga
a
couple
shots,
and
I
ain't
talking
about
vodka
Hanging
out
the
sunroof,
Snowman
driving
Nigga
live
through
these
shots:
Put
his
ass
on
Survivor!
Fresh
up
at
the
trap,
I
ain't
never
been
a
rat
Get
cheese
like
a
mouse,
so
I'm
honest
throwing
stack
Let
you
suckers
make
it
rain,
I'll
make
it
Katrina
And
pile
all
them
hoes
in
the
back
of
my
Beemer
Hit
the
freeway,
bumping
"Ghetto
Boys",
with
the
V12
steaming
Top
down,
in
the
rain,
California
dreaming
I'd
be
lying
if
I
said
I
still
flip
birds
...
Well
nigga
I
still
flip
birds!
Word
to
the
doors
on
this
[?]
I'm
sitting
on
Ain't
a
rapper
alive
me
and
Jeezy
ain't
shitting
on
Who
else
you
know
shit
out
Benjamins,
and
piss
Patron?
Put
Michael
Buffer
between
us,
and
let's
get
it
on!
(Hey
Snowman,
these
niggas
hustling
backwards
I'm
a
pull
the
K
out,
and
turn
em
back
around)
Look,
if
I
give
you
half
a
chicken,
can
you
break
that
bitch
down?
Tell
the
truth,
it's
me
nigga,
ain't
nobody
else
around
Jeezy
said
it's
a
recession,
so
we
hustling
that
Mayweather
My
[?]
the
best
pound
for
pound,
like
Mayweather
Undisputed:
I
never
lost
a
brick
UPS,
FedEx
and
duct
tape
to
a
bitch
Put
her
ass
on
that
greyhound
Tell
that
ho
to
stay
down
Sleep
the
first
48,
and
wake
up
in
the
A-Town
Give
a
fuck
about
a
bitch
Die
for
the
paper,
hustle
relentless
Nigga,
I
take
the
sky
from
a
scraper
The
Gerber
out
a
baby
mouth,
the
fire
out
of
Satan's
house
These
rappers
turned
saints,
we
pull
them
fucking
gauges
out
Black
Tims
kicking
in
the
door,
at
your
lady
house
He
at
the
strip
club,
well
fuck
it,
we
gon
wait
it
out
You
tipped
him
off,
so
now
all
the
K's
is
out
We
[?],
shot
him
down
from
the
neighbor's
house
1 The Good, The Bad, The Ugly
2 Ricky
3 Good Girls Go Bad
4 Dr. Dre 1
5 Heavy Artillery
6 Red Nation
7 Martians vs. Goblins
8 Martians Vs Goblins
9 Drug Test
10 The City
11 Dr. Dre Intro
12 Paramedics
13 Paramedics
14 Basic Bitch (Bonus Track)
15 Dr. Dre Outro
16 California Dream
17 Mama Knows
18 Dr. Dre 2
19 All the Way Gone
20 All the Way Gone
21 Hello
22 Speakers On Blast
23 Red Nation
24 Drug Test
25 Good Girls Go Bad
26 Hello
27 Martians Vs Goblins
28 Dr. Dre 1
29 Dr. Dre 2
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