Wahoo, guess back? Mommy, we're Say to my little friends DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Hill Everybody, put your where my eyes can see
Everywhere we go people know that we roll 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 to Texas, back up to Los Angeles We've changed the way we move so man up if you can't 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 we're just feeling ourselves that much It's just, if someone ever does put us in the clutch We just know that y'all gon be the one who's gon do it
'Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see You around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at That you got no 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 laying on the ground trampled by people dancing the club closes and clears out
And that's when they see you Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are And you couldn't stop yapping and took it rapping It ain't about the music no more, it's trying to show off And it feels like any minute the is 'bout to go off
Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't no games We ain't 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 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 and get dropped to the floor 'Cause hip hop is in a of 911
Step off my holster 'cause shit it's serious All theses drugs you be fucking make you delirious Thinking you with heat, yo son, I'm curious How long are you gunna us and judge us and jury us?
people can never fade us, that make us so furious Mistake us for fakers, homie we greater and We living for real and others making the stories up Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny
If you take a fucking minute to think what you've done When you against a gangsta who live and die by the gun Got a hot one, spraying you till there is none I'm like a rolling homie, I got you under my thumb
Silly little bitches can end up right up in We cut you and give you stitches, for envy and all my Your game's like a midget, you're clocking a small digit Dealing with the Giant Goliath, that's how we live it, c'mon
About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no We ain't budging 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, 'cause those are gone It ain't trying rip shots, to get props no more It's about trying not to get popped and get to the floor 'Cause hip hop is in a of 911
Uh, Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit On this shit you call hip hop, this is where did it When I put it in motion, my is getting branded My appetite for is blasted because I said it
Got you stumbling for cover, music dying in numbers But you pause and wonder, admitting it's all glamor When you enter the business you thinking you running You that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit
We gangstas we blast first, ask questions All these imitators like they some playas to save hip hop the task is something greater 'Cause we old fashioned coded with motivaters
Get caught, I'm not telling, or like killing not caring I'm riding a gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas I'm in a circle with homies that's supposed to bleed On an 8 mission with Cypress and O.G.'s
About to change, 'cause we ain't no games We budging neither 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 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 popped and get to the floor 'Cause hip hop is in a of 911