Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Dem 9's

(Juicy J)
Yeah Juicy J in the house with my Project motherfuckin' Pat
Lettin' you niggas about respect
You what I'm sayin
We respect off in these motherfuckin' streets
Yeah
motherfuckin' respect

x4
Who got dem 9's (Who got dem 9's)
Who got dem (Who dot dem techs)
Throw yo motherfuckin'
To show you know you got

(Juicy J)
We's creepin' through your
Makin' you hoe ass niggas
With doubts somebody hear shots
Got you
the cops
When the cops got on the scene all they heard was and screams
6 niggas are mean
When they blast them beams
Seem to me you learn
So we have to
Motherfuck a murder
the bitch off in his face
it hoe and be a man
Play the until the end
You was out there claimin'
So to hell, your friends
All your foes, I
You I'ma let you live
No love words show
So not love is what I
Get off in these streets
Stayin' real, packin'
Some don't wanna see me
Always out tryin' to
On the next, do I
With them techs, Let em'
Those anna on your chest
We gon' make your spill
We for reall off in shit
If you we gon' clown
Put a bullet in your
And lay your in the ground

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(Project Pat)
It's gangsta it's
Everybody be a deals, a killa
Fire let and you gon' be a body
In
Ghetto life is past the blastin'
And askin', for that loot
And then I'm dashin',
If you
you respect the real one
I feel
Niggas to have a chat with Nina, the enforcer
187 soldiers in this
I'll those who thnk they bolder than no other
A gon' lose his fuckin' life up in the gizame
dusta gets right upside your head
And your brizain's to pieces
And even if it's your time to clock glocks down
So out
Wasn't raised to be no hoe, I'm takin' my down
And motherfuck
Cause it's on
it's murder
So go and get your toes and your
And I'ma ya
I urge ya, be lookin' at my face dog
the 9 r-e-s-p-e-c-t
Oh, you gon' give me

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