Paramedics Lyrics - Game

One niggas down, two niggas run it, Game and the Snowman 

One hundred miles and gunning, here come the paramedics 

It goes one for the money, two for the dough 

On the count of three niggas 

Kicking at your door, ha ha 

Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics 

It goes one for the ghetto, two niggas running 

Game and the Snowman 

One hundred miles and gunning 

Hey, here come the paramedics, 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 

That thing is so good like a hook from T-Pain 

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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, the last thing a nigga need 

Swear to god, couple right by the night stand 

Clip my half a hundred, fill a 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, 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 

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They say a picture's worth about a thousand words 

Niggas talkin' like they really worth a thousand birds 

Here come the paramedics, bitch I done told you 

When niggas calling beef, it's for the tofu 

It goes one for the money, two for the dough 

On the count of three niggas 

Kicking at your door, ha ha 

Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics 

It goes one for the ghetto, two niggas running 

Game and the Snowman 

One hundred miles and gunning 

Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics 

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 up in the back of my Beamer 

Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys" with the V twelve 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 phenom I'm sitting on 

Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on 

Who else you know nigga out Benjamin's, and piss Patrone? 

Put Michael Buffer between us and let's get it on 

It goes one for the money, two for the dough 

On the count of three niggas 

Kicking at your door, ha ha 

Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics 

It goes one for the ghetto, two niggas running 

Game and the Snowman 

One hundred miles and gunning 

Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics 

Hey Snowman, these niggas hustling backwards 

I'ma pull the K out, and turn 'em 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 furs 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 hoe 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 Tim's 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 locate shot him down from the neighbor's house 

It goes one for the money, two for the dough 

On the count of three niggas 

Kicking at your door, ha ha 

Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics 

It goes one for the ghetto, two niggas running 

Game and the Snowman 

One hundred miles and gunning 

Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics