[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, see,
It's that real n**** s*** they've been waiting on n****
You know, that west coast s***, that down south s*** n****
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
I said, one n**** down, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your door, ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
[Young Jeezy]
Let's go, here come the pain, I've got it mayne
Ever since an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is morphine, a little something for the pain
and everything is all good like a hook from T-Pain (ha-haaah)
They say you're nobody till somebody kills you
I say go be somebody, even if it kills you
They say death smell like some bad a** weed
Another watch, another chain, the last thing a n**** need
I swear to God, chopper right by the night stand
Clip, a half a hundred, pillow case, another hundred grand
It's hard to get some rest when your conscience keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons start shaking ya
Having nightmares, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a Corvette
g****** girl, you so s**y, cold s***
Probably why they still ride to your old s***
It's probably why them beat dogs still riding witcha
It's probably why them ripped riders still siding witcha
It's probably why them real n***** still hustle to ya
I know you hear it every day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a thousand words
These n***** talking like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, b**** I done told you
What these n***** calling beef is really tofu
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your do', ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
[The Game]
See us riding like some mobsters with a trunk full of choppers
Give a n**** a couple shots and I ain't talking bout vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman driving
n**** lived through these shots, put his a** on Survivor
Fresh up out the trap, I ain't never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm an honest throwing stacks
Let these suckers make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
and pile all them hoes up in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway b**ping 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 n****, I still flip birds
Words to the doors on this GINA I'm sitting on
ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't s******* on
Who else you know s*** out Benjamins and p*** Patron?
Put Michael Buffer between us and let's get it on
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your do', ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
[The Game]
Hey Snowman, these n***** hustling backwards
I'ma pull the 'K out and turn 'em around, look
If I give you half a chicken, can you break that b**** down?
Tell the truth, it's me n****, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a "Recession", so we hustling that Mayweather
My bird's the best pound-for-pound like Mayweather
Undisputed, I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEX and duct taped to a b****
Put her a** on the Greyhound, tell that hoe to stay down
Sleep the first forty-eight and wake up in the A-Town
Give a f*** about a b****, die for the paper
Hustle relentless, n**** I take sky from a 'scraper
The Gerber out a baby mouth, the fire out of Satan's house
These rappers turn saints when we pull them f****** gauges out
Black Timbs kicking in the door at your lady house
He at the strip club? Well f*** it, we gon' wait it out
She tipped him off, so now all the 'Ks is out
Relocated, shot him down from the neighbor's house
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your do', ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
Yeah, see,
It's that real n**** s*** they've been waiting on n****
You know, that west coast s***, that down south s*** n****
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
I said, one n**** down, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your door, ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
[Young Jeezy]
Let's go, here come the pain, I've got it mayne
Ever since an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is morphine, a little something for the pain
and everything is all good like a hook from T-Pain (ha-haaah)
They say you're nobody till somebody kills you
I say go be somebody, even if it kills you
They say death smell like some bad a** weed
Another watch, another chain, the last thing a n**** need
I swear to God, chopper right by the night stand
Clip, a half a hundred, pillow case, another hundred grand
It's hard to get some rest when your conscience keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons start shaking ya
Having nightmares, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a Corvette
g****** girl, you so s**y, cold s***
Probably why they still ride to your old s***
It's probably why them beat dogs still riding witcha
It's probably why them ripped riders still siding witcha
It's probably why them real n***** still hustle to ya
I know you hear it every day, ain't nothing to ya
They say pictures worth about a thousand words
These n***** talking like they really worth a thousand birds
Here come the paramedics, b**** I done told you
What these n***** calling beef is really tofu
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your do', ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
[The Game]
See us riding like some mobsters with a trunk full of choppers
Give a n**** a couple shots and I ain't talking bout vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman driving
n**** lived through these shots, put his a** on Survivor
Fresh up out the trap, I ain't never been a rat
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm an honest throwing stacks
Let these suckers make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
and pile all them hoes up in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway b**ping 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 n****, I still flip birds
Words to the doors on this GINA I'm sitting on
ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't s******* on
Who else you know s*** out Benjamins and p*** Patron?
Put Michael Buffer between us and let's get it on
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your do', ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
[The Game]
Hey Snowman, these n***** hustling backwards
I'ma pull the 'K out and turn 'em around, look
If I give you half a chicken, can you break that b**** down?
Tell the truth, it's me n****, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a "Recession", so we hustling that Mayweather
My bird's the best pound-for-pound like Mayweather
Undisputed, I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEX and duct taped to a b****
Put her a** on the Greyhound, tell that hoe to stay down
Sleep the first forty-eight and wake up in the A-Town
Give a f*** about a b****, die for the paper
Hustle relentless, n**** I take sky from a 'scraper
The Gerber out a baby mouth, the fire out of Satan's house
These rappers turn saints when we pull them f****** gauges out
Black Timbs kicking in the door at your lady house
He at the strip club? Well f*** it, we gon' wait it out
She tipped him off, so now all the 'Ks is out
Relocated, shot him down from the neighbor's house
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
On the count of three n***** kicking down your do', ha-haaah
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the town, two n***** run it
Game and the Snowman, a hundred miles and gunning, ayyy
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics