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 know what I'm
We gets respect off in motherfuckin' streets
right
Yeah respect

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

(Juicy J)
We's creepin' through your
you hoe ass niggas jump
With doubts somebody hear shots
Got you
the cops
When the got on the scene all they heard was cries and screams
Triple 6 are mean
When they blast triple beams
to me you never learn
So we have to
Motherfuck a case
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, with friends
All foes, I suppose
You think let you live
No words never show
So not is what I give
Get off in these streets
real, packin' heat
Some don't see me have
Always out tryin' to
On the next, do I
them techs, Let em' kill
Those with anna on your
We gon' make your spill
We for reall off in shit
If you we gon' clown
Put a in your head
And lay body in the ground

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

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