Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

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

Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, they when D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie won't be no hoe in us
pop shit like they gon do shit but no one does

From New York down to Texas, back up to Los
We've the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too many to us
It's funny, I guess does have 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 does put us in the
We just know that y'all ain't gon be the one 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
you got no business being in, we ain't even gon be in it
No one's gunna hear nothing, no one's see this shit

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

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

Shit's about to change, 'cause we playing no games
We ain't neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just 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 ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

Step off my holster 'cause shit getting serious
All drugs you be fucking with make you delirious
Thinking you coming heat, yo son, I'm curious
How are you gunna hate us and judge us and jury us?

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

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

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

About to change, 'cause we ain't no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks sprayed
'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 not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

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

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

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

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

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

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