Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Dem 9's

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

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

(Juicy J)
We's creepin' through your
Makin' you hoe ass niggas
With them somebody hear shots
Got you
the cops
When the cops got on the scene all heard was cries and screams
Triple 6 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 game the end
You was out there killa
So to hell, with friends
All your foes, I
You I'ma let you live
No words never show
So not love is I give
Get off in these streets
real, packin' heat
Some wanna see me have
Always out tryin' to
On the next, do I
them techs, Let em' kill
Those with anna on chest
We make your blood spill
We for off in this shit
If you jump we clown
Put a in your head
And lay body in the ground

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(Project Pat)
It's it's gangsta
wanna be a deals, a killa
Fire ya'll let and you gon' be a
In
Ghetto life is past the blastin'
And askin', for that loot
And then I'm dashin',
If you
then you the real one
I some
Niggas to have a chat with Nina, the enforcer
187 soldiers in this
I'll smother those who thnk bolder than no other
A buster gon' his fuckin' life up in the gizame
I'll gets right upside your head
And blow brizain's to pieces
And even if it's your time to clock those glocks
So out
Wasn't to be no hoe, I'm takin' my glock down
And police
Cause when on
Bitch it's
So go and get toes and your click
And I'ma 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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