Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess back?
Mommy, home
Say to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Hill
Everybody, put hands where my eyes can see

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

New York down to Texas, back 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 many to us
It's funny, I guess money have its advantages

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

first of all you're pussy 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 is bout it, bout it
The noise from [unverified] be drowned out by the
And you'll be on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
the club closes and clears out

And that's when they see you
saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop yapping and it past rapping
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 to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't 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 about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the
hip hop is in a state of 911

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

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, Ganxsta 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 is getting branded
My for destruction is blasted because I said it

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

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

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

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

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