Luyện nghe bài hát Call 9-1-1

This here is considered a banger
with anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them
Them naggers were swagger, 'cuz they keep it

Just face it, I blaze shit yo shit is basic, my is matrix
Make you erase shit, niggaz won't say shit, but DJ's you ain't
'Cuz you don't shit, unless it's that gay shit

I'm off the slave ship, my style is ancient
I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm on, I'm
I wit that language, it's mad, it's brainless
You study at Cambridge, I'm fuckin' yo main

Plus my Ebonics is full, of gin and tonic,
Yeah you got it, hypnotic, I got it
After nine eleven niggaz got
On nine twelve I'm like fuck it nigga the chronic

9-11, then call your reverend
Then call Heaven, here I Lord
by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye you live and die by this war

This right here is a banger
Delivered with anger, your is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them
Them naggers were swagger, they keep it gangsta

Yeah, now the mornin' after the night I just rolled
9-1-1 ain't a area code a gangsta mode
And I'm in amazement on how I put it down
Emptied round after round rat-tat-tat was the

Now the situation, it was urgent
We, handled this emergency
I can't just have no nigga out there just workin' me, me
all kind of shit, dishin' dirt on me, shit

He was a local nigga sheisty and didn't pay up
So I got dressed in all black and the K up
And all I could think about is as I lit the J up
And even though it was night, I still fucked his whole day up

It was child's play, the youngster took me for a
Not knowin' mack a maniac and I the gun smoke
Make sparks in my barrel, flew through his apparel
Stupid motherfucker lost his over Dinero but

Call 9-11, then call reverend
Then Heaven, here I come Lord
by the gun, die by the gun
An eye for an eye when you and die by this war

This right is considered a banger
Delivered with anger, your is in danger
Beware of them strangers, them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cuz keep it gangsta

It ain't safe no mo'
I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my
This motherfuckin' dub, is hall of bang nigga, I claim
PCP to the brain, it's like kel runnin my fame nigga

White lightnin' I'm sippin', snickerin', slippin' the and like a fiend
I tremble, shiver and them blow doam to smithereens
Act up, no actor, starch ragger
Dick harder than Viagra, dub push your ick

Connect alumni, but the gun high bloods and
And when we touch we turn niggaz hoods till the guy says grip
Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, I'm fucked up in the can
And I fuck a bitch over whether she can or all red

The industry most hated, get at us, we ready, dub, mack
And cube Saddam, Bin Laden and no Jag in the Chevy
Back again, momma there go that man
Grab the gun, niggaz on one call 9-1-1

This right here is considered a
Delivered with anger, your is in danger
of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cuz they it gangsta