Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess who's
Mommy, home
Say hello to my little
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Hill
Everybody, put your hands where my can see

Everywhere we go people know that we roll as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie there be no hoe in us
They pop shit like they gon do shit but no one

From New York to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed the way we move so man up if you adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too to handle us
It's funny, I money does have its advantages

And it isn't we just think that we can't be touched
It's not like we're just ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone ever does put us in the
We just that y'all ain't gon be the one who's gon do it

'Cause first of all you're and everybody can see that
You fuck around, get in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business being in, we ain't gon be in it
No one's gunna nothing, no one's gunna see this shit

And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is bout it, it
The from [unverified] be drowned out by the crowd
And be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
Till the club closes and out

And when they see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past
It ain't about the no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels any minute the bomb is 'bout to go off

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't no games
We budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, those days are gone
It ain't trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
hip hop is in a state of 911

Step off my holster 'cause shit it's getting
All theses drugs you be fucking with make you
Thinking you with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How long are you gunna hate us and judge us and us?

Some people can never fade us, that us so furious
us for fakers, homie we greater and glorious
We living for and others just making the stories up
Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny

If you take a fucking minute to think about you've done
When you stood against a who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one, spraying you bitches till there is
I'm a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb

little bitches can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches, for and all my riches
Your game's just like a midget, clocking a small digit
Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we it, c'mon

About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no
We ain't budging neither are they, we saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin'
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

Uh, gangsta who come to pay you a visit
On shit you call hip hop, this function is where did it
When I put it in motion, my focus is getting
My for destruction is blasted because I said it

Got you stumbling for cover, music dying in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting all glamor
you enter the business you thinking you running shit
You that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit

We gangstas we first, ask questions later
All these imitators like they some playas
to save hip hop the task is something greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty

Get caught, I'm not telling, or more like killing not
I'm riding a gangsta feeling, no when gangstas dying
I'm in a full circle with homies that's supposed to
On an 8 Mile mission with and O.G.'s

About to change, we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
hip hop is in a state of 911

It ain't hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911