Luyện nghe bài hát Call 9-1-1

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, now it's the mornin' the night I just rolled
9-1-1 a area code it's 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 urgently
I can't just have no out there just workin' me, jerkin' 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 and loaded the K up
And all I could think about is as I lit the J up
And even though it was late night, I still fucked his day up

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

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

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

It safe no fuckin' mo'
I swear on I love, my hood, my momma, my soul
This dub, is hall of bang nigga, I claim nigga
Like PCP to the brain, it's like kel runnin my nigga

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

Connect alumni, but the gun high and crips
And when we touch we turn niggaz hoods till the guy says grip
Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, 'cuz I'm up in the can
And I fuck a bitch whether she can blew 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
again, momma there go that man again
Grab the gun, them niggaz on one call

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