Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Dem 9's

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

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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 hood
you hoe ass niggas jump
With them doubts hear shots
Got you
the cops
When the cops got on the scene all they heard was and screams
Triple 6 niggas are
When they blast triple beams
to me you never learn
So we have to
Motherfuck a murder
Shot the off in his face
it hoe and be a man
Play the until the end
You was out there killa
So to hell, your friends
All your foes, I
You think let you live
No love never show
So not love is I give
Get respect off in these
real, packin' heat
Some don't see me have
Always out to creep
On the next, do I
With them techs, Let em'
Those with on your chest
We gon' your blood spill
We for reall off in this
If you jump we clown
Put a bullet in head
And lay your in the ground

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

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