Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess back?
Mommy, home
Say hello to my little
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress
Everybody, put your hands where my can see

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

From New York down to Texas, up to Los Angeles
We've changed the way we so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too to handle us
It's funny, I guess money does its advantages

And it isn't that we just that we can't be touched
It's not like just feeling ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone ever put us in the clutch
We just know 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 caught in a that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business being in, we ain't gon be in it
No one's gunna hear nothing, no one's see this shit

And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is it, bout it
The noise from be drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be laying on the ground trampled by people dancing
Till the club and clears out

And that's they see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are
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 like any minute the is 'bout to go off

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

It ain't hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get no more
It's about 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 serious
All theses drugs you be fucking make you delirious
you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How are you gunna hate us and judge us and jury us?

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

If you a fucking minute to think about what you've done
When you stood against a gangsta who and die by the gun
Got a hot one, you bitches till there is none
I'm a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb

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

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

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

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

Got you stumbling for cover, this music in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting it's all
When you the business you thinking you running shit
You witness that funny shit, your bitches ain't shit

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

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

to change, 'cause 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
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

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