Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess back?
Mommy, home
Say to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Hill
Everybody, put your where my eyes can see

Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Fourty Samoans, they knowing when D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie won't be no hoe in us
They pop shit like they gon do but no one does

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

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

'Cause first of all you're and everybody can see that
You fuck around, get caught in a that you shouldn't be at
you got no business being in, we ain't even gon be in it
No one's 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 [unverified] be drowned out by the crowd
And be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
the club closes and clears out

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

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

It about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
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

Step off my holster shit it's getting serious
All drugs you be fucking with make you delirious
you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How long are you hate us and judge us and jury us?

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

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

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

About to change, 'cause we ain't no games
We ain't 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 about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It about 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, function is where did it
When I put it in motion, my focus is getting
My appetite for is blasted because I said it

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

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

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

About to change, we ain't playing no games
We budging neither are they, we ain't saying 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, 'cause those 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
hip hop is in a state of 911