Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, who's back?
Mommy, home
Say to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Assassins, Cypress Hill
Everybody, put your hands my eyes can see

Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie there be no hoe in us
pop shit like they gon do shit but no one does

From New down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed the way we move so man up if you can't
You may end up getting rushed by too to handle us
It's funny, I guess does have its advantages

And it isn't that we just think that we can't be
not like we're just feeling ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone does put us in the clutch
We just know y'all ain't gon be the one who's gon do it

'Cause of all you're pussy and everybody can see that
You around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business in, we ain't even gon be in it
No gunna hear nothing, no one's gunna see this shit

And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is it, bout it
The noise from [unverified] be out by the crowd
And you'll be on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
Till the club closes and out

And when they see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all your jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop yapping and took it rapping
It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to off
And it feels like any minute the is 'bout to go off

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't no names
Shit ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
hip hop is in a state of 911

Step off my 'cause shit it's getting serious
All theses drugs you be fucking with you delirious
Thinking you with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How long are you gunna us and judge us and jury us?

Some can never fade us, that make us so furious
Mistake us for fakers, homie we greater and
We living for and others just making the stories up
Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny

If you a fucking minute to think about what you've done
you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one, spraying you bitches till is none
I'm a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb

Silly bitches can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches, for and all my riches
Your just like a midget, you're clocking a small digit
Dealing with the Giant Goliath, that's how we live it, c'mon

to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are
It ain't trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

Uh, Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
On this shit you call hip hop, this is where did it
When I put it in motion, my is getting branded
My appetite for destruction is because I said it

Got you stumbling for cover, this music in numbers
But you wouldn't and wonder, admitting it's all glamor
When you enter the business you thinking you shit
You that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit

We gangstas we blast first, ask later
All these parading like they some playas
to save hip hop the task is something greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty

Get caught, I'm not telling, or more killing not caring
I'm riding a gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas
I'm in a circle with homies that's supposed to bleed
On an 8 mission with Cypress and O.G.'s

About to change, 'cause we ain't no games
We budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's about not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911