Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess who's
Mommy, we're
Say to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Assassins, Cypress Hill
Everybody, put hands where my eyes can see

Everywhere we go people that we roll deep as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, knowing when D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie there be no hoe in us
They pop shit 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 to handle us
It's funny, I money does have its advantages

And it isn't that we just that we can't be touched
It's not like we're just ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone does put us in the clutch
We just know 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 caught in a 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 gunna see shit

And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is bout it, it
The noise [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 that's when see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are
And you couldn't stop and took it past rapping
It ain't about the music no more, it's trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the bomb is to go off

Shit's about to change, we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't 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 about trying not to get and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

Step off my holster 'cause it's getting serious
All theses drugs you be fucking make 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 for real and others just making the stories up
are broken, so live it up, you corny fucks

If you take a fucking to think about what you've done
When you stood against a who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one, spraying you bitches 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 give you stitches, for envy and all my
Your just like a midget, you're clocking a small digit
Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it,

About to change, 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 gettin'
hip hop is in a state of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are
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

Uh, gangsta who come to pay you a visit
On this shit you call hip hop, this function is 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 dying in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting it's all
you enter the business you thinking you running shit
You witness that funny shit, your bitches they shit

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

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 circle with homies that's 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
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
about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911